James Fox

And very early in the morning, he's going to go meet his buddies, going to go flying ultralights early in the morning, maybe 5 o'clock or something.

And he's driving on Fernando Diaz, I think it was, freeway.

And he sees, just outside Virginia, this farm called the Maiolini Farm.

He sees this scar-shaped object.

He's like, what the hell is that?

Like, it's struggling.

He's like, whatever it is, it's barely staying in the sky.

Like, it looks like it's coming down.

He thought maybe this is some sort of experimental military thing or maybe it's a blimp or like what the hell?

And then it saggers and then it just goes boom and hits this field in this, goes off the freeway, drives up this dirt road, gets to the impact site.

He's like, oh my God, whoever's flying this thing, they need help.

That's what he was thinking.

He's a pilot.

Yeah, he gets out of the car.

And he said, James, the first thing I noticed, which I wasn't expecting, is normally with a plane crash, you'd smell like kerosene or, you know, jetty fuel or whatever.

You know, that's the kind of anticipated smell you'd get from a plane crash.

He goes, this wasn't like that.

This was like ammonia and like really strong rotten eggs or something.

He goes, James, it was so strong and my eyes were watering and I had grabbed my shirt and I pulled my shirt over my mouth and my nose.

Jesus Christ, what the hell?