One of my favorite stories.

A man reported that back in 1947, he and his wife were driving down Highway 99, south of Shasta, California, coming from San Francisco. It was spring and in the afternoon. Back in 1947, this road was not a super highway.

As his car rounded a curve in the road, he saw a tall object beside the blacktop. Thinking this may be a post announcing part of the road being washed out, he slowed to a stop to look things over. Neither he nor his wife could see anything wrong with the road. Just as he was ready to continue down the road, the "post" stepped out into the middle of the blacktop. It started to cross but then angled its path to approach the car.