Heya. I've told this story so many times over the years that I know it by heart. Every detail. But I still get chills when I think about that night. November 2nd, 1957. I was working a farm job back then, me and my buddy Tommy, and we were driving my truck on Route 116, about four miles west of Levelland. Just after eleven at night. My wife tells me I should call your show because she listens every week, so here I am. And I'm telling you, what happened that night changed everything. Not just for me, but for the whole town. By the time that night was over, fifteen people had called the police. Fifteen separate calls about the same thing. We were heading back into town when I saw this flash off to my right. Bright blue light, like lightning, but it wasn't lightning. We'd been having some rain earlier, but this was different. The light kept getting brighter, and then I realized it was moving. Coming toward us. I said to Tommy, I said, 'What the hell is that?' And he's looking at it too, and he doesn't say anything. Just stares. Because by now this thing is getting close, and we can see it's not a storm. It's something solid. Something huge.
The thing came right at us, and that's when everything went wrong with the truck. The headlights just died. One second they're on, the next second, nothing. And the engine, it just quit. No sputtering, no warning. Just stopped dead. And this object, it passed right over us. I jumped out of the truck because I was terrified, you know what I mean? I hit the ground, actually hit the dirt on the side of the road. I called out to Tommy but he stayed in the truck. He was frozen. I'm lying there on the ground and this thing is going over my truck, maybe 150, 200 feet up. The heat coming off it, I could feel it on my back. It was intense. And the sound, like thunder,[ like a freight train, this deep rumbling that you could feel in your chest. The whole truck was shaking from it. It looked like a torpedo. That's the best way I can describe it. About 200 feet long, glowing yellow and white, incredibly bright. Moving fast, maybe 600, 800 miles an hour. It went right over us and then shot off to the east, and the moment it was gone, the truck lights came back on by themselves. Just popped right back on.
I got back in the truck and tried the ignition. Started right up, no problem. Like nothing had happened. But something had happened, you know? Tommy and me, we looked at each other and we didn't say a word for a minute. Then I said we need to tell somebody about this. We drove to Whiteface, that's about ten miles west of Levelland, and I found a phone booth. Called the police in Levelland. There was an officer on duty, guy named Tyler Marsh, and I tried to explain what we saw. The truck stopped, the lights went out, this huge glowing thing flew over us. I could hear in his voice he didn't believe me. He probably thought I'd been drinking. But here's the thing. We weren't the only ones. About an hour after we called, other people started calling the station. Same story. Same damn thing. This guy David Wells, he was driving four miles east of Levelland, right in the direction that thing had flown off to. He came around a curve and there it was, sitting in the middle of the road. Egg-shaped, he said, about 200 feet long, glowing like a neon sign. Lit up the whole area. His car engine died and his headlights went out, just like what happened to us. He got out of his car, and the thing rose up, straight up into the air, and when it got about 200 feet up, the lights just blinked off and it was gone. His car started right back up. electrical interference is reported across multiple cases - Felix'
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