You could say a psychic visited me once. I was a member of some online forum about 15 years ago. A woman on there, living at least hundreds, possibly thousands, of miles away said she was psychic and it would be fun to prove it. I was game, so we decided on a time for an experiment. I was going to sit alone in a particular spot in our house at a specified time (establishing my time zone for synchronization). She would report to me what she 'saw' there.
There was no "leading" info given by me, I'd never described or posted images of my home, and I was careful to give no cues. It's important for me to mention that I live about 450 miles, as the crow flies, inland from the Pacific.
I read her post the next day, and the woman mentioned several things about my living room. They were true — though, reading that part, I felt I'd remain skeptical. Because I supposed, by some stretch, they could have been shrewd guesses. But she went on to say "there was a very large fish bone behind where you were sitting". Wow! You see, my wife had once brought home from the Coast a whale vertebra, which was sitting on a table almost directly behind me. Including the spinous process, the object is nearly two-feet tall.
True, in a technical sense, a whale is a mammal, not a fish. But when replying to her posted response, I'd have had no confidence in challenging her belief that she was psychic.