Are you saying the vehicle and not the person inside was doing the stalking Withy?t had a mind of its own. That is terrifying. You know that reminds me of something I read once about a simple piece of fluff that someone cleaned from her room. But that evening it was back,and in the same place. I hardly remember what happened after that but it became, oddly enough more and more and more terrifying. It was some childrens book, probably the equivalent to a b or worse movie now. I don't know how or why I read it,l was already into Nancy Drew and the classics not horror, but it freaked me out in my own bedroom for months after. I refused to dust my bedroom, only vacuumed and stuffed a rag in the hose if I felt I had to