I know what you mean. I lived for 1.5 years in a rural area of East Anglia in the early 90's.
The Fens always seemed haunted by ancient history when I had to drive home at 2 A.M. through a heavy fog.
Once, I was putting along at 15 mph, barely able to see the highway center line, when some fool blew past me at 40 mph or above. What idiot would drive that fast, when he could not possibly see the road at all? A ghost car, or a drunk?