I grew up in a very rural part of New Jersey, and my mother had a second job as a waitress a couple of towns away. Between her job and our house there was a remote stretch of reservoir, where there were stories about frequent ufo sightings.
One night on her way home, around midnight, she was crossing a bridge over the reservoir, when her car suddenly slowed down, came to a stop, and started going in reverse.
She freaked out, slammed on the brakes, put it in park, and got out. Before long a man drove up and stopped to help. Upon getting under the car, he discovered the transmission linkage was screwed up.