Once, on a drive home from a beach in our state, my friends and I got caught in a fea trick. We drove in the same circle, as in same scenery and cars around us, for 45 minutes before we noticed. Gas didnt go down, and there wasn't supposed to be a circle on that road. All of us do witchcraft to varying degrees so I led us in an undoing/protection chant to get out of the trap. Suddenly we are at the appropriate intersection and home we went.
FUCK REALLY? Shit, that would be terrifying.
Roads have a magic to them, and it can swing too all sorts of moods













