When I was around 13, we (my brother, sister, and the two neighbor's kids) were sitting on their front lawn after sunset on a Friday night. We lived about an hour north of San Francisco. The closest military installation was Travis Air Force Base about 80 miles to the southeast.
It was summertime. As we were sitting there, I remember the neighbor's son point to the sky and say, "What's that?" As we were looking up, all I could see was what looked like a black blur with no lights streak across the sky. It made little noise aside from a whooshing sound and it couldn't have been more than a few hundred feet up. Seconds later, we heard and saw two fighter jets following. The altitude and noise of the jets brought a few people out onto their porches because that was something that we never experienced. To this day, I have no idea what we witnessed.
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