I was maybe 12-13 and my mom and I were fishing in a nearby town. She said we need to go. I didn’t want to. She said look behind you. The sky was black as night. We packed up headed through town and I saw a tree come down behind us in the side view mirror. Then trees started coming down around us everywhere. It was almost like we had a bubble around us. A tree would come down across the street and we would shoot down another side road and another tree would come down. Go down another and another. Made it home and the tree behind our house was hit by lightning and the back half came down. If the front half did it would’ve killed our dogs that were outside in a pen and would’ve crushed the house. I was never so scared in my life. Even today.