 yellowish white fireballs. And as they're spinning around each other, you can see the little tail, you know, the little afterburn. And I try to get my dad's attention. I'm like, well, ask him, what the hell is that? And he doesn't respond. So I talk to my grandfather, who's driving, and he doesn't respond. And I'm in the backseat looking at these two things spin around above our car, seemingly tracking us.