I prefer serious storms. I used to get a lawn chair and sit on the yellow line of main street with it with zero visibility and run off the road when I saw headlights. Once I leaned back and looked up at the hail coming down at me for so long that my face got bruised.
Before I moved here to Utah, I was in NC, hurricane territory. I loved hurricanes, they canceled school and I rarely lost power/internet. Friggin sweet.
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