A man was driving through Wyoming one spring evening. The road was deserted and he had not seen a
soul for what seemed like hours.
Suddenly his engine started to cough and sputter and then died, leaving him sitting
by the road in total silence.
He popped the hood and looked to see if there was anything that he could do to get it going again.
Unfortunately, he had a limited knowledge of cars, so all he could do was look at the engine,
in total disgust.
As he looked at the engine by the gradually fading light of his flashlight, he cursed that he had not put in new
Suddenly, through the shadows, came a deep voice, "It's your fuel pump."
The man jumped when he heard the voice, causing him to hit his head on the underside of the hood.
"Who said that?" he demanded.
As he looked out into the moon lit night, he saw two horses standing in the field alongside the road.
The man was amazed when the nearest of the two horses repeated, "It's your fuel pump;
tap it with your flashlight, and try it again."
Still dazed from bumping his head, the man tapped the fuel pump with his flashlight,
and then got into the car, turned the key and sure enough, the engine roared to life.
He muttered a short thanks to the horse and then sped away in his car.
When he reached the next town, he ran into the local bar. "Large whiskey, please!" he said.
A rancher sitting at the bar looked at the man's ashen face and asked, "What's wrong? You look like
you've seen a ghost!"
"It's unbelievable," the man said, as he started telling the rancher
what had just happened to him down the road.
The rancher took a sip of his beer, as he looked thoughtfully at the man.
"A horse, you say? Was it by any chance a white horse?"
The man replied, "Yes it was! Do you think I'm crazy?"
"No, you ain't crazy. In fact, you're lucky," said the rancher.
"Because I happen to know the black horse down there don't know diddly about cars."
[ Author Unknown -- from Stan Kegel (chocdr @gmail.com), via 'Bill's Punch Line' -- Ed:Anon. ]
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