I do want to see one, but DD's post made me think.
Think?
Do you mean that watching a car go straight up in to a tornado would be interesting?
Well, it was and it was also very disturbing. To see that the inhabitants of that car had survived was even more interesting. I can only imagine the STORY they had to tell.
What did they see inside that tornado?
We had like a whipped topping of rocks and wind-driven dirt taking off the whole side of our fancy-assed bus painting in about ten seconds, but those people were vertical while we were just having to deal with everything inside the bus coming off the wall (literally cabinets that were a part of the living space became detached from the walls of the bus and the fucking coffee pot hit me in the back of the head after bouncing off the windshield- yes, glass bouncing off of hardened glass without breaking - WTF! - and then bouncing off the bulkhead behind the driver seat - but, I was already well on my way to being disturbed before I was scalded by hot coffee down my back - lol.) and every passenger being thrown out of their beds.
Funniest thing was that "the Boss" was not awake when he tried to rip me a new asshole for driving stupid and slamming on the brakes, etc. Some other driver had hit us in the rear, next to his bed! He was already freaked, before he knew what had happened.
Honestly, that bus could NOT have stopped so suddenly if I had locked up all fourteen tires as hard as the bus could stop.
I just said, "Shut up and look outside for a minute! We just ran into a tornado. SEE, there it goes!" And as quickly as it had come, it was gone.
The tornado just spit us out and that eighty thousand pound bus stopped in about one hundred feet (due to hitting a masssive pressure wave that was thousands (or maybe hundreds of thousands - you know science does not have a clue about what goes on inside of a tornado. They think they are getting close, but then shit just not make sense, sometimes.) of times more powerful than a massive bus traveling at forty miles per hour) and I could not have stopped that bus at that speed in less than eight or nine hundred feet just using its brakes. (I know I am repeating myself, but try to grasp this incredible phenomenon)
I suppose it is not really funny, but finding a way to deal with trauma often includes humor and denial. But to be real, some of us could seriously have died that day, but we did not and the humor is all that is left to make sense of it all.
Just to make sure you understand the kind of crazy assed things that can occur when a tornado is in the area, I want to re-iterate about the wimpy glass coffee pot flying (about twenty feet through the air and the base of the coffee pot going another direction) at great speed and hitting the front windshield (small mass of glass flying against a very BIG tempered glass panel), then glancing off and again not breaking, but bouncing off the back wall of the cockpit bulkhead, still not breaking, but dousing me and my "friend" with hot coffee, still not breaking. I and one other witnessed the pot do what it did and we were all as astonished after we had re-gained our wits.
Tornadoes create crazy instances of almost unbelievable events. Then people die and shit. Fortunately, no one died that day.
Thankfully, since it was very early in the morning and the pot had not broken, we made more coffee and began to recover. We talked about the whole shit for about four days.