You know, the whole weather ordeal driving down reminds me of my niece's birthday in May. Now, living in Illinois, I know you guys know what the weather is like in spring in the Midwest.
I was driving from Terre Haute (on the Illionis/Indiana boarder- where 41 & 70 cross)... driving to Columbus, Indiana. Terre Haute is about an hour and a half west of Indianapolis and Columbus is about an hour south of Indianapolis.
I left Terre Haute around 3 in the afternoon and had to be in Columbus for dinner by 6.
(I had a family thing in Terre Haute and then had a DH's niece's birthday party in Columbus). Normally 3 hours is more than enough to get from one place to the other... But this time there was a cold front, hitting a warm front over mid-Illinois and headed east to Indiana. My whole trip east I was watching the black clouds following me in my rear-view mirror.
Now, normally someone who had to be somewhere at a certain time, who knows a HUGE storm is coming sticks to the route they know... but not me.
My husband had verbally told me of a route (about 2 years ago) you could take to get around to the south side of Indy, without ever actually going through Indy.
So, I got off of 70, the exit before Indy, went south and it started to rain. I made a few wrong turns and got lost in the country. The road turned from nicely paved, to badly paved... then I passed 4 trailer homes.. where there were two guys doing target practice who stopped to stare at me as I was going by and then road turned to gravel. I passed a turn, and then a sign for a dead end.
Then the thunder and lightening started and the rain now became a monsoon.
With no cars behind me, I backed up and took the turn right (back west). The road curved around until I had no idea which direction I was headed... but then I found a road that was paved and took it.
With no street signs to even tell me what road I was on, I turned on the radio and tried to find a local station.... all I could find was... the emergency warning system, warning of a tornado spotted just north west of Martinsville, headed south-west. I thought, there's no way I'm near Martinsville and turn the radio off.
I passed a gas station with literally 1 pump... and 1 car in the parking area... and I pulled over. I got my atlas out of my trunk and ran inside just as it started to hail.
I went inside and asked the teenage girl behind the counter where I was. She told me I was "technically still in Martinsville, but if you go about 10 more miles that way, I'll hit Bloomington." WHAT? I'm AN HOUR in the wrong direction! Too far south and too far west!
My cell phone had 1 bar so I called my husband and told him I was lost. I told him what the girl at the gas station told me. I went to go outside when the hail that was pea sized turned to golf ball sized and I decided to get back in the car and head the way I came from... still not knowing which direction I was going.
I drove about a mile until it got so dark I couldn't see... and now there's debris.. not just leaves.. but limbs that were longer than I were tall... and I decided that was it.. I'd rather die in a gas station than in my car in a tree somewhere, where my body would never be found.
I went back to the gas station and ran back inside. Now I am soaked thru to my underwear.
The girl behind the counter is now on the phone and there is a guy with those spacer things talking to her... he's got holes big enough to fit the hail into and his hair is black (like shoe polish black) and spikey. Why hadn't I noticed the girls nose ring and dragon tattoo down her arm last time I was in here?
I called my husband back, this time yelling near the back of the store "I'm going to die in HillBilly Hell.. look for the best car in the town.. that's where you'll find my body... hopefully." and hung up...
The door opened and leather-handbag tanned woman with a white tank top and very bleached hair came in and asked the girl behind the counter "is that her?"-- while she pointed at me.
I thought "this is great, they've already come to get the outsider!"
The girl behind the counter said "yes, that's her."
And the lady said "come here, I think I can help you."
she showed me on the map where I was, showed me which way I needed to go... and then told me "after the yellow house you need to turn right onto the county road.... (she searched the map and said).. but it's not on the map. Then you'll hit 31 and you need to turn right on that and take it south. That will get you to Columbus."
I thanked her... but decided since the hail was coming down harder now I decided to stay inside until the hail quit... after about 3 minutes it didn't stop and I didn't want to stay there any longer than I had to.

I got in my car and took off in the direction the lady had told me and turned on the radio again... at least now if the EBS came on I'd know roughly where I was. I kept my map in the passenger seat but followed what I could remember of her directions. I watched the sky carefully... and saw two spots of rotation in the clouds... one directly in front of me and one off to the east-south-east... out the passenger side of my windshield.
I passed a few farm houses and passed 1 truck with it's flashers on, going the opposite way. So, I'm not just worried, I'm panicked.

About 20 minutes later I found the county road she had told me about... then the road turned back into gravel... and it twisted around alot. Then the EBS hopped on and said there had been a tornado spotted on the ground just east of Martinsville... so, about where I was.... great.. just great...
I tried calling DH again, no signal.. so I did what I would like to think any normal 20-something female would do in this situation. I CRIED HYSTERICALLY

and talked to myself saying I was never going to get there and I was going to be swept up in this damn tornado.
My windshield wipers were on high, my brights were on and I had to slow down to 20 to see the road.
That's when there was more debris... tree limbs... a snapped telephone pole, a car under a huge tree limb... I cried harder.



Now, I've never been in a tornado but I've heard people say everything gets quiet and then it sounds like a freight train... This thought had just popped into my mind when everything turned green and the rain and hail stopped.

NOW I COMPLETELY FREAK OUT. I put my phone on speaker, hit DH's parents house on speed dial and started screaming... I didn't even wait for it to ring.. there's a tornado coming, I'm going to die.. I'm near Franklin I don't know exactly where I am... this is the road I'm on... I don't know what to do.
DH's father had apparently picked up the phone while I was screaming and he said "calm down and when you get to a spot where you can, pull over and call us when it passes."
I thought

you're hillarious, you want me to pull over in the middle of no where, wait for the tornado to pitch me into a tree AND THEN call you... right...
The hail, the rain, thunder and lightening begin again... this time with REALLY strong wind.
So, I get to the first stop light I've seen in over an hour, I turn and I'm now in the last "city" before you get to Columbus... Franklin. Now I am so overwhelmed with happiness at least knowing where I am, I start to laugh.
If anyone else had seen me, they'd think I was going crazy.
I turn south onto 31, when the EBS goes off again, saying a tornado has been spotted on the ground, near U.S. 31 about 1 mile north of Franklin.
line from Finding Nemo-- Marlin: "Good feeling gone."
Even though it's pouring and I can still barely see, I know the speed limit here is 50, so I go for 50, everything still on high-- wipers, headlights.. and now also the defroster...
Then the EBS goes off... as does the station itself.. it goes completely to static.

Between Franklin and Columbus there are nothing but corn and soybean fields on either side of the road... no trees, no houses, no nothing. I passed about 4 or 5 cars are parked on the side of the road, flashers on in a matter of about 3 miles.. people are getting out of their cars and looking north... I didn't DARE look at my rear view mirror.
Finally I make it to where 31 and 65 south cross, I take 65 south to the next exit... Columbus... and then I pull into the drive way just as everyone is coming out to listen to the tornado sirens going off... in the city...
However, overhead is beautiful blue skies.. the driveway isn't even wet.
I'm still soaked thru..
I get out and stand with them.. all of us looking toward Columbus. The sirens stop and then, for what seems like an hour... it's quiet. It was such an eerie feeling. No highway noise, no sirens, no nothing...
Then a long line of Sheriff's cars and ambulances race down the road with their lights on.. but no sirens. We can see across the field in front of the house that they are blocking traffic into town. And the ambulances get back on the highway and head into town.
We go inside and turn on the tv. After we see there is currently a tornado hitting Columbus

the lights go out and we spent the next hour in the basement.
Now, at their house nothing ever happened... it didn't even rain... but that was the SCARIEST night of my life!
The tv station I work for was down there... apparently right behind me somewhere on 65, and they pulled off into the parking lot of the Wal-Mart and got this video:
http://www.fox59.com/news/wxin-torn...reported-in-columbus-20110525,0,1561350.story