I live in nevada and one day i was riding my xr650 and nevada u can ride for a long time in the desart with out seeing any one well i was rideing throw this valley if you say i was about 2 hours from home and and about 2 hours from any one or any thing but desert i stoped to have a cigeret it was getting kind if dark but enuff to see i heard a scream from a far distence i looked up this heal right beside me and there was a man in a black trench coat smoking a cegeret or a cegare and just looking at me there is a lot of weared people in the desert so i desided to leave i was rideing about 70 most of the way home on dart rodes i was about half way home it was dark by then but the moon was out and in nevada the moon is brite i stoped to have a cigret again i was sitting there and looking over my back every second i finished my cigret and started up my bike but when i did i heard a afel yeal aver the sound of my bike like some one yeld into my ear so i turend around to see if it was him but nothing was there so i got scared and took of when i got home i got into bed thinking what that cold have been and was stering out my windo and i was looking out into lawn just gazing at the sky and the mountians and i see the same gie start walking acrost my lawn and stoped turned his head and looked at me so i jumpe up ran to my closit and grabed my sks and looked agan but he was not there how could he be at my house that quick when i saw him 2 haurs away and i was doing 70 mph most of the way home the next morning i walked out there to see if i could see any foot prints when i got there i saw about a 10 smoked cigerets in a pile like he was there for a long time but i stayed up most of the night lookeing to see if i could see him weared by jon stevenson