The other night when driving home from West Virginia I stopped at a gas station somewhere near Rolla Missouri. It was 1:30 in the morning the station was kinda the only thing open from the darkness of the few other businesses that were around. As I was pulling up to the gas pump, a guy got out of an SUV wearing a coat and a ski mask, he had one hand in his pocket. I thought it's only 51 degrees, why is he wearing a ski mask? Is it covid? haven't really seen a lot of people wearing mask in my travels as of late. He proceeded to the door of the store. I guess I should've stated the my truck and his SUV were the only vehicles at this station. He opened the door to the store with his left hand and basically walked into the door catching himself dead center in the chest. I sat in my still running truck as he struggled with the door never taking his right hand from his pocket. Once he finally clears the door, he takes one step inside stops, looks to the left then the right and then starts looking at items on the closest self to him, still with his right hand in his pocket. My gut instinct kicked in, and I'm thinking this just don't look right, so I put my truck in gear and decided I'd find a gas station somewhere else. I don't know what came of it, but I wasn't going to get mixed up in anything going on there. I was 4 hrs from the house and wasn't taking any chances. Kinda felt bad about leaving, but there's just to many crazy people in the world today