I don't know if this gives me street cred or just makes me lucky, but in the summer of '09, my father-in-law went out for a nice summer ride. When we left the house it was a gorgeous 82 out, sunny and cloudless. After riding for a few hours, we decided to stop and get some lunch. While inside, unknown to both of us, the weather decided to take a turn for the worst.
As we left the diner, it was grey and strangely calm. While heading home, we both noticed that it was getting a bit green outside and the clouds started swirling around. As we both glanced at each other the tornado sirens went off and sure as shit, behind us, a tornado had formed and was coming up behind us. With absolutely nowhere to pull over, we decided to gun it, blowing past stop signs till we were able to turn, heading into a different direction.
Needless to say, we ended making it back to my house only to learn that a supercell popped up from nowhere producing an EF3 tornado, causing some major damage in the Chicagoland area. My heart hurt after that one, and now I never go anywhere without double checking the weather.
jb, this is why I no longer live in the midwest, I grew up there and twisters were just a fact of life, some worse than others! I once sat in my granny's root cellar watching one roll right past her house, tore off some shingles and some siding, and right into our neighbor's barn and out buildings! Looked like a chaotic junkyard when it rolled through! Then when I was a lowly college student the apartment building I was staying had the entire roof ripped off of it, it was a three story apartment building and yes I lived on the third floor and thankfully I was at work when it hit... thankfully I had insurance! Ducked and dodged to many twisters for my comfort and that's why I live out west, the family said I'd miss them but I'd rather just avoid taking a chance because that is some street cred I can live without! LOL