I was walking home with my friend Mike when he told me this story :

His father, a young man living in a small village in Italy before coming to America, was walking home one evening with his friend. Then, on the road in front of them appeared a horseman on a white horse.
He was coming really fast towards them. The 2 friends looked at each other…there were no sound.
The horseman passed between them …and there was absolutely no sound.

Latter they said that he was dress the way people used to dress 30 years ago.

In the village no one knew the horseman or had ever heard about him.