I had just crossed the state line into Nevada and crested a hill when I saw them – dozens of red blinking lights – off in the distance. Without another car in sight, I thought, this was the perfect opportunity for aliens to snatch my family and me into the dark night sky.
We were, after all, travelling on the stretch of US 50 dubbed “The Loneliest Road in America”.
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