25 years ago, I was driving through South Dakota, returning to California after visiting my brother at Minot AFB in North Dakota. Out of the corner of my eye out the drivers side window, I saw some movement. It was a B-1. He flew right over my car at about 200 feet. I tried to follow him visually out the passenger side window. He disappeared in seconds. You couldn’t see him. Amazing.
Welcome to the Canteen, Jabba...thanks for sharing your experience.
What a thrill, and probably shock, to have a B-1 fly so low over your car.