At the age of 12 or 13 my buddy and I were walking back home at dusk. We had been out and had to be home at dark. We grew up in farm country and were about a 100 yard from my house. He was about 200 yard from his house. We were walking past a woods that was about 30 acres square. All at once my buddy shouted "What the hell is that?" We observed a saucer shaped object that came right over the top, or slightly ahead, of us at tree height. No sound, bright orange and I saw windows. We just knew it had crashed in the woods. We ran all the way home. The next day we met to search the woods and found nothing. We walked all the way through the woods until it opened up to an open field. We thought we would find signs of or a crash site of whatever it was we saw the night before.