On July 17th, 2013, while driving northbound on the Dallas Tollway at noon, I witnessed an extraordinary event that continues to haunt my thoughts. Against the clear Texas sky, a dark, box-shaped object caught my attention as it floated steadily southward. Moving more like a ghost than a conventional aircraft, it drifted at a pace that defied explanation — slow, almost leisurely.
What struck me most vividly were the rings of bright, shifting colors radiating from the underside of this mysterious craft. They shimmered with an otherworldly glow, casting an eerie yet mesmerizing illumination that contrasted starkly with the stark outline of the black square overhead.
Despite my astonishment, no other drivers on the busy highway seemed to notice this strange visitor. I was traveling at nearly 70 miles per hour, yet time seemed to slow as I caught this glimpse of the unknown. Nearby, aircraft movements suggested an airspace alive with activity, some even possibly trailing or attempting to intercept this peculiar presence.
This encounter remains etched in my memory—a fleeting vision of something utterly alien yet silently sublime above the city skyline. Whether mere illusion or undeniable reality, the experience challenges every boundary of what we know about the skies above Dallas.