Amos Magliocco
EF5
Other than May 12, which I've told to death, one other moment stands out for pucker factor: May 24th near TOP, trying to manage something out of a chase where I'd missed every tornado from three different supercells. I was racing south on 75, corepunching a storm I'd tried to flank on S. Wanamaker Road until I discovered a closure (of course). Tornadoes had been reported on the storm and a warning was active when I heard snippets of my friends on 144.550 talking about the "big wedge" in excited voices. I assumed this must be something coming straight for me and waited in the wind and rain for some sign of doom.
As I emerged from the precip, a large dark column to my east was suspiciously close to the path of the reported circulation, but I never confirmed anything--the day was such a disaster personally that I haven't even done my report yet.
As I emerged from the precip, a large dark column to my east was suspiciously close to the path of the reported circulation, but I never confirmed anything--the day was such a disaster personally that I haven't even done my report yet.