| BigHersh |
Well, this is general discussion, and the title says anything goes, so, since I have no porn to submit, I'd like to know your weird-weather stories.
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As much as I am an auto enthusiast, and a wing nut, I love weather. It's surprising I didn't become a meteorologist.
Anyhoo, the scariest weather event I've endured, to date:
October 1996.
While in my History 1940 - Present class, a big Thunderstorm rumbled into Killeen from the north. (Storms always seem worse when they come from the north, or east, rather than the west...) It had just gotten dark, and having grown up in the south and the outskirts of Tornado Alley, I've been through plenty of thunderstorms, light to severe. This one seemed normal, until the wind picked up.
Our classes were in those little mobile trailers CTC had on Fort Hood. The wind really got strong, then we started hearing loud clangs. You guessed it, hail. Marble to golf-ball sized hail. The professor didn't release class, yet 16/18 students hauled @$$ for their cars. (I thought to myself, those stupid emmer-effers are gonna let their bodies get pulverized by wind-propelled hail, to "maybe" save their cars, which have probably been hit 100 times before they got to them.
The only people left in the trailer were myself, the professor and one other guy.
The wind got really strong, and the professor tried to close the door, but couldn't. I tried to help him, but the two of us could not close the door (The wind was that strong). The other guy came to help me, Professor stepped back, and two big 250 plus pounders could not overcome this wind (which was probably a pressure change from air leaving the building, that wouldn't allow us to close the door.).
Just then it hit me, pressure change, doors won't close, high wind, hail... TORNADO!.
I know a car is not the place to go, but the ditches were full of water from the rain, and everybody knows Tornado's LOVE trailers, so I hauled @$$ for my car. I could barely see with the wind and rain, but I made it. I took off heading for the gas station (still hailing & raining). Got there, and the whole thing was full of cars, trying to escape the hailstorm. As I headed off post towards home, and the wife I tuned the radio to 93.7, headed off post via the main gate, I heard them say, "A tornado has touched down south west of Willow Springs road, if you are in that area, take cover immediately!" In my haste to run, I was headed INTO the Willow Springs area. I punched it, and headed for home. I got on 190, and under every overpass, bunches of cars had stopped to shield them from the hail, and possibly, run from the Tornado.
I'd seen that special too, and thought I'd be safe under the overpass, near where the concrete and the embankment come together. They were full. So I said eff it, and squeezed through and headed for home. (Bacon Ranch Rd, off of W.S. Young). On the way I found a clear spot at the hotel off of Trimmier & 190, so I stayed there for a few minutes. By now, my car had been hit fifty-leven times by hail. Still tuned to the radio station, the word came out that the Tornado had dissipated, but it was still raining like a champ, the hail was gone too.
So, I went on home.
I got up the next morning, knowing my car was effed up. I dried it off, and to my surprise, there was not a single dent, ding or divet in my sheet metal, my glass wasn't broken or cracked; I was a happy camper.
I guess the tornado had gone over us at Fort Hood, and touched down on the outskirts of Killeen, between there at Fort Hood. There was no damage to any houses (that I can remember). But, that was my closest contact with a Tornado. If it had been moving Southwest to northeast as they usually do, and it being dark, I'd probably have driven into it. I guess the best thing you can do in a tornado, especially if you can't see it, is to get to a sturdy building, get low, and wait it out. Or, if you can run, move southeast of the storm, since tornadoes (generally, not always) move southwest to northeast.
My next story: Mud-storm, Feb. 1996.
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| ByeByeChrysler |
| I wait for teh pron :D |
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| trixie |
| I have lived in just about every corner of the country. Texas and the Gulf Coast has by far the most dramatic weather. Where else can it rain 24 inches in four hours? Where else can the temperature drop from 82 to 32 in five hours? I can't say that I miss the mosquitoes, the love bugs, or the fire ants. But I do miss the mega storms that can only occur when contrasting air masses collide violently. Living south of Houston, just a few miles from the coast, I recall the tell-tale signs of an impending storm. On warm windless days in the late winter, low level clouds would race toward the north for days. Somewhere, hundreds of miles to the north, a monster was being fed as it inched southward. I miss the excitement that only occurs when it is time to gather the family in that trusty interior closet. Did someone say something about porn? |
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