I seem to recall an old eerie urban legend from way back when. As many of you remember, driving home from Daytona to DeLand at night back in the 60s was creepy. State Road 92 was a dark, two lane road with swamps on either side. No lights. Nothing. The forest was thick, black, and almost right up to the highway. Many times there was that horrible mist due to the swamps. It was rare to see a car or lights of any kind along that long trip home. I understood that late at night if you stared deep into the woods along the highway, you might catch a glimpse of flickering lights. I could be wrong, but i think it meant that the devil had his eyes on you. It was called the Devil Lights. This legend always gave me the heebie jeebies just thinking about it. I disliked that road at night. I was almost scared to look.
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 01:29:17 +0000
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