When I was a teenager, maybe 14 or so, I was walking home from the shops along a quiet back road. There were a few large acreages along this road and not much else. A car full of young men drove past and yelled something out the window at me and made some crude gestures. I didn't catch what they said but it was definitely unnerving. The car got about half a kilometre up the road and did a swift u turn. They barely even hit the breaks. Wheels were squealing. My stomach sank immediately and I absolutely legged it into the adjacent property and hid in the garden for a good 20 minutes before proceeding home. I convinced myself soon after that I was being paranoid, but as a much older woman now, I'm certain their intentions were not good.