Mid-80s, driving long, lonely highway Albuquerque to El Paso, gonna spend the day touristing in Juarez (hey, it was a helluva long time ago.)
Girlfriend sleeping in passenger seat, me nodding off from featureless, monotonous terrain. Suddenly, only a few hundred feet above us, an F16 overshooting our car and making high-speed pirouette turn!
Woke me right the hell up, I hope to tell you. Saw his wingman above and behind him, too.
Saw a pair of oryx on the trip, too. Didn't know what they were, until I mentioned them to my bro-in-law. They were pretty rare, he was impressed with the sighting.