Wesley Fryer

This evening felt like I was in a movie. As I drove down our street into our neighborhood I could see wispy storm clouds moving like the fingers of an angry witch, barely highlighted by the ambient light of the streetlights. I parked out front and brought my bags in, and before I could open our garage I heard the hail starting. I ran out and pulled in our van, and the hail started coming down heavier. I wondered if I should go out again and risk getting hit, but the hail wasn’t larger than marble size so I did. Running out to my car, my left pointer finger was struck by a large hailstone that really smarted. I pulled my car up to the garage entrance but saw I hadn’t pulled the van far enough to the side. I jumped out, backed out the van, and pulled in it in the garage as far over as I could. Then I ran out to get in my car, but the hail was intensifying and I held my breath hoping I would not be struck in the head by a large stone. I got in my car and pulled it into the garage as larger stones were falling and hitting loudly. I literally pulled both cars in the garage in the nick of time, if I’d started the process even 30 seconds later, I don’t think I would have been able to do it – the hail got VERY intense right as I drove our second car into the garage. I closed the garage door, and then recorded this 30 second audio clip of the hailstones hitting the metal garage door and the concrete outside. Praise God I was not struck in the head by a hailstone, and I got our cars in the garage to safety. Life’s exciting living in Oklahoma City!

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