I don't know what we saw if my daughter hadn't been with me and seen it too. I'd have chalked it up to imagination.

She was with me and she did see it.

At the time we were living in a small town south of Fort Work, Texas.

My daughter and I were on our way to a larger town to do some school shopping, have a little mother-daughter time.

It was close to dusk and we drove along the winding road through the farmland around us, but it was still light enough to see clearly well into the distance.

200 yards ahead of us was a flatbed truck, and as we drove along, what I first assumed was a large black trash bag, flew out of the back

of it and went straight up in the air. Most trash when it flies out the back of a truck will do that, so I gave it very little thought.

Then it started gliding straight toward our little Toyota Corolla.

As it got closer and it grew bigger I began to realize that this was no trash bag.

It had wings that were spread out but they weren't flapping which made me wonder if this was someone on a glider.

It continued to move even closer, and as it did so, it began to lose its altitude.

Now it was flying so low, and I thought it was going to land on our car. I was so

sure of this that I quickly closed the window in the sunroof. This thing reminded me of the

creature from the movie Jeepers Creapers.

And as low as it was flying and as close to us as it came,

it should have landed on our car.

I honestly don't know how it didn't and as soon as it passed over us I looked in the rearview

mirror to see where it had gone but it wasn't there. I reopened the sunroof and I looked up. It wasn't over us either. It had

disappeared. I looked over at my daughter and I realized that she was doing the same

thing.

She turned all the way around in her seat looking for it.

Neither of us said a word.

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