Posted this in a thread a while back, didn't really get much attention.
It was in the winter of 2007, and my friends and I would get together every Tuesday to go to Buffalo Wild Wings for their specials. I drove a van at the time, so, of course, it was my job to shuttle everyone around. I had just picked up my friend, and was pulling out of his driveway when I noticed someone standing in the middle of the street at the end of his road. It was already dark out, but there was a streetlight over top of him. I figured at first it was someone out for an evening walk, but as we start to get closer, we notice that the person is just standing there, staring blankly down the road in our direction. I slowed down as I was pulling up next to him and noticed that it was an old man dressed in all white. I'm stopped next to him at the stop sign, and we were about to roll down the window to ask if he needed help, when he slowly turned and began walking towards my van without saying a word and still just blankly staring. At this point I sped off, my friend and I both screaming. As I was driving away, I looked in my mirror, and the old man was still just walking slowly after my van.
A few weeks later, a different friend, one not part of the Buffalo Wild Wings group and not likely to hear my story, was telling me about the weird car ride he had the night before. As he was driving home from class one night, he almost ran into an old man in white standing in the middle of the road.
That was the last anyone I know of has seen "The man in white", but I still get freaked out driving around my neighborhood at night.