Considering how close the vehicles are to the bridge height, I wonder how many were inaccurately measured. Like the truck for an example. The driver might have been told that the cargo space was 12ft tall, and so it should have fit just fine. However, in reality the height of the truck is actually 13ft, so a few inches gets taken off the top.
Oh, I didn’t realize that was specifically telling the drivers in the video that they were too tall. I thought it was just a general warning to anyone passing through.
No, it actually measures vehicles if they’re short enough to pass. My guess would be a IR receiver-transmitter combo with a simple “flash if tripped” circuit, but still, that is enough to draw the driver’s attention.
Originally, there was a pair of flashing lights next to a sign that said “Overheight when flashing” that would light up if the sensor was tripped. Then they replaced it with traffic lights that would stop traffic and flash “OVERHEIGHT MUST TURN” like you see here if the sensor was tripped.
Of course, that caused the dumb truck drivers to just floor it and run the red light.
This is my biggest problem with believing anything alien related; how come all of the video evidence is taken on a phone camera from 2001, and the fact basically all sightings happen in the US?
The people making this shit up have to try harder than that!
There’s a somewhat rational theory that Roswell happened because it was the site of the nuclear bomb testings and aliens “only try to contact civs that are at splitting the atom tech level”.
It has some merit to it, but yeah, look at that map. Hardly convincing when looking at the reported sightings.
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