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The National Weather Services has issued the following alert...
If you are driving a new car and feeling somewhat smug about it, you may be about to be pummeled by baseball-sized hail. Enjoy your fate BOHICA.
Looking into the sky on June 13th, about rush hour, those driving home home saw a wall of black clouds and dark gray rain close in on them. Those looking at the weather radar on their computer screen saw a violet and purple shaded core in the storm cell. Either way, to the naked eye or the digital view from Doppler radar - it was bad news. This was going to be severe.
Sue left work around 6 o'clock, put the keys into the ignition of her new Camry in which she had driven several hundred miles since picking it up from the Toyota deal March. The sky was dark to the north, but no rain. Once she had made it about 4 miles, she winced as dull thuds and sharper plinks began to reverberate inside the passenger compartment as chunks of ice began to hurl out of the clouds while stopped for red traffic light. She got a green light and detoured off her normal course home and parked the front of the car beneath the overhang of a parking garage. Bump, pop, thud. Ouch.
Within a few drawn out minutes, the baseball-sized hail stones had been blown on to new targets and she pulled onto northbound Highway 75 for the trip home. For the motorists on 75 who had no where to find shelter, it was brutal. The shoulder of the highway was lined up for miles with parked vehicles, almost everyone had their back window blown out by the hail stones, and their windshields had become opaque with shattered safety glass, making driving impossible.
We counted six "dimples" on the exterior, mostly on the back half of the car where its tailpipe was sticking out into the weather, but no shattered glass. It definitely could have been worse, as those frozen baseballs dropping from 25,000 feet can and did do some damage.
The National Weather Services has issued the following alert...
If you are driving a new car and feeling somewhat smug about it, you may be about to be pummeled by baseball-sized hail. Enjoy your fate BOHICA.
Looking into the sky on June 13th, about rush hour, those driving home home saw a wall of black clouds and dark gray rain close in on them. Those looking at the weather radar on their computer screen saw a violet and purple shaded core in the storm cell. Either way, to the naked eye or the digital view from Doppler radar - it was bad news. This was going to be severe.
Sue left work around 6 o'clock, put the keys into the ignition of her new Camry in which she had driven several hundred miles since picking it up from the Toyota deal March. The sky was dark to the north, but no rain. Once she had made it about 4 miles, she winced as dull thuds and sharper plinks began to reverberate inside the passenger compartment as chunks of ice began to hurl out of the clouds while stopped for red traffic light. She got a green light and detoured off her normal course home and parked the front of the car beneath the overhang of a parking garage. Bump, pop, thud. Ouch.
Within a few drawn out minutes, the baseball-sized hail stones had been blown on to new targets and she pulled onto northbound Highway 75 for the trip home. For the motorists on 75 who had no where to find shelter, it was brutal. The shoulder of the highway was lined up for miles with parked vehicles, almost everyone had their back window blown out by the hail stones, and their windshields had become opaque with shattered safety glass, making driving impossible.
We counted six "dimples" on the exterior, mostly on the back half of the car where its tailpipe was sticking out into the weather, but no shattered glass. It definitely could have been worse, as those frozen baseballs dropping from 25,000 feet can and did do some damage.
Someone not as lucky as us take a pounding from The Storm in Dallas: June 13, 2012
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