Yes, I got very scared after we experienced Ike in Texas City. Although I thought during the storm the winds were a sustained 90 for awhile, with gusts 100-105, and pressure 952 mb. for 1/2 hour; I did an early morning damage survey around Texas City and south to the boats on Hy. 45 to Galveston. I was hard pressed to find anything to film. Hanging traffic lights, downed wires, a few collapsed carports, some downed trees, a few roofs partially peeled; but nothing indicating winds were 100 mph.
A humorous incident happened in the eyewall next to the stairwell of the motel I was standing. Someone drove by and out into the street on a MOTORCYCLE. We couldn't stop laughing for 5 minutes.
It was when I took my first shower in two days that my heart jumped with fear. I looked down to that "certain part of the male anatomy", and it was a bright pastel blue in color. "Oh my God! My God. Ike really screwed me up! Where did I put that thing lately was my next thought."
After applying the head and shoulders shampoo, the blue went down the drain; and I realized that the brand new naval blue gym shorts I had worn for two days through the storm had bled blue die onto my body.
But I do admit I was scared to heck for a few minutes.
(Moderators---I have worded this as to try and not offend even anal minded people, but truly explain the situation. I would appreciate not too many demerits for passing on this true life hurricane experience, within the context of the thread title.)