Back in '74 or '75, my then-wife and I were living in a mobile home park. Those things are tornado magnets, don't ever live in one if there's any other choice. Anyway, the tornado warnings were out but we didn't have anywhere to go. The two neighbors to the south left to stay with relatives. About 3:00 in the morning, a twister passed overhead. It took the end trailer, picked it up and smacked it into the nextdoor trailer. We were next, but didn't have any problems. Wife woke me up, says "A tornado just went by!" I asked if we were okay. She said we were. So I asked, "Then why'd you wake me up?" I think that's when she started hating me!