In December of 1977 I was living outside of Oviedo.
A girl that I met took me to this haunted bridge.
We sat on this bridge in her `65 Mustang sometime around midnight. As I remember we must have sat there about 20 minutes almost ready to give up and head back home. When this single almost bone colored light came from behind us. She started the car and took off spinning the tires, shifting gears, I was looking back the whole time. The light kept comming at us faster and faster I looked at the speedometer which read 90 M.P.H. Then as quickly as the light appeared it dissappeared.
I don`t really rember the whole story she told me about the bridge but she did call it Oviedo Lights.