“Susan Wooten was driving east on Highway 20 . . . on a clear mid-afternoon in the fall of about 1989. . . . . surrounded by woods and swamps . . . [she] saw something flying . . . ‘It swooped down over the highway and back up gracefully over the pines . . .'”
The first chapter of the nonfiction book Live Pterosaurs in America goes into detail about what Wooten saw that afternoon on a remote highway in South Carolina: “as big as any car . . . NO feathers, not like a huge crane or egret, but like a humongous bat.” But some bats could take offense, for the huge creature had a long tail and a head crest.