I've recounted this on the Mudcat before- I am still bemused by the experience.

In Dayton, Oregon (this would have been in the late 70s or early 80s, I no longer remember), one evening about 10 o'clock there was the roar of fast but low-flying jets overhead.

This was not totally unusual - the Air Force base at Tillamook on the Oregon Coast is not that far away by air, and fighter jets on occasion do training exercises. The unusual thing about this night was that I felt fear. Fear that did not appear to be coming from me but from outside. Enough fear that it made my knees weak.

The next paper (McMinnville's News Register) said that there had been unidentified flying objects in the sky and the jets were deployed to investigate.

I dunno.