He is forced to pull over to the side of the road in the complete darkness and silence of the night. He grabs his flashlight and pops the hood to see if there’s anything he can do to get it going again. Unfortunately, he can’t seem to figure out what’s wrong with it and he starts to get anxious.
As he stood there, he starts to regret not checking the car before going on such a long road trip, when suddenly he hears a deep voice from the other side of the road, saying:
“*It’s your spark plug wire.*”
The man gets startled, and asks: “*Who said that?!*”, as he points the flashlight to where the voice came from. There it was, an enormous black horse standing on the opposite side of the road. The horse repeats:
“*It’s your spark plug wire, it’s disconnected.*”
Completely shocked, the man gets even more confused when he sees the disconnected cable. He reattached it, rushed to his seat and started the car, screeching away. When he reached the next town, he ran into the local bar and asked for a double shot of whiskey. He drinks it in a single gulp, still trembling. A rancher sitting next to him notices the man’s ashen face and asks: “*What’s wrong, man? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.*”
“*You’re not gonna believe it*” — the man replies — “*A talking black horse just fixed my car*”. The rancher now looks just as surprised as the man, and says: “*I do believe you, my friend. As a matter of fact, you got very lucky*”. Completely terrified, the man asks: “*Why?*”. The rancher takes another sip of his beer and replies:
“*Because that horse is an accountant! He don’t know nothin’ bout cars!*”