I'm off to France for a week in a Transit van, so in case you hadn't seen it chez Mr BC, I will leave you with Caroline Phillips's brilliant follow-up piece to the legendary My Tornado Hell:
Tornado Alley - The Final Fallout
I'm overjoyed to see that La Phillips has learned nothing about perspective, self-awareness or the proper use of metaphor.
My favourite bit: 'My muscles screamed like elastic bands stretched to their outer limits. Christmas photographs show my face looking as grey as my sweater.'