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The first wave drenched everything, except me and Jimmy, watching the rain, comfortably inside our home-on-wheels. At dinnertime, black clouds again darkened the sky, a furious wind blew cottonwood leaves off the trees sideways, bombarding Tergel with a pellet-like sound, and then all hell broke loose. I wish I could've captured an image of the intense forked lightning strikes as they stabbed into the ground, but we could barely see out of our windows. Small hail peppered the ground. Thunder roared overhead from the mother of all thunderstorms. Hoy! Very exciting weather!