Friends of mine who alternated between . . .
. . working hard for a couple of years and then buming around the world for a couple years were touring the U.S. Southeast in a camper. Looking for a place to sleep for the night they found a wonderful beach, and were surprised there were no other campers there even though there were no "Keep Off" signs.
Late at night, just before turning in they heard a weird high pitched metalic whining sound, getting very loud. They looked in that direction and saw lights slowly rising and seriously wondered if they were about to have a "close encounter" experience. Then all was explained (including the empty beach) as a flight of F14s passed a couple hundred feet overhead - on afterburners.
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