Tornadoes, yeesh!
We actually had two Tornados in one storm a few years back; north and east of town. Skywarn had been activated for thunderstorms and hail; and I'm out in the Rice-Eating Generic Chevy Truck, working an area that has enough raised roadbeds that I could cover without needing 4x4 if the water dumped hard. (Google Earth southwest Arizona; I was covering "the last mile" of the Gila River before it joins with the Colorado). Lots of "lowland" (10-40 feet AMSL) and farm fields that were already soaked before this particular storm blew in.
Anyhow, our Skywarn guy is co-ordinating we crazy Ham Radio geeks with one eye on his real-time Doppler display, and he's getting reports from us on the mammatus and
serious wall clouds, including one that has me surrounded as I'm reporting microbursts and hail. And he receives a call from NWS Phoenix which gets us all interested: "KC7BDP (that's my Ham callsign) hold one for traffic. Break! Net operators stand by for priority traffic with BDP".... "KC7BDP, NWS reports Doppler indicating two finger clouds your vicinity. One should be 2-3 miles North of you, with a smaller one slightly South of your GPS-reported location"
Now, "South" is my escape route;
especially since the bigger finger is to the North
; so Jimmy's bailed out of the truck with a handheld remoting off the "big radio" in the cab before he even remembers grabbing the door handle. I confirmed the "North" finger, including a possible landing (it
didbecome a waterspout in a wildland area up the Colorado River - no property damage); but "Net Control, this is YU029 with no sighting on the South finger" "029, please check all bearings from horizon to verticle", so I look
straight up at a big ol' cloud with what looks like a giant white piece of elbow macaroni
pointing right down at me! 
In the truck, grab first, crank hard right, then hard left; and we're going down the wet pavement at about a 20*angle with the direction of travel, in a "drift" that would put the best of the ricers to shame. Finally got it aimed where it was already going somewhere around 4th gear, caught 5th; and was deep into "the Darkside of the Moon" (anybody that ever drove an '88-'92 Chevrolet pickup
hard knows what I'm talking about) when I blew past a County Sheriff's Deputy staring at the North finger-cloud and not looking
UP!
When I shut it down 3 miles South (where the road ended at AZ-95), the cop pulled up behind me yelling that he clocked me at 103 MPH. Fortunately, he knew me and why I was out there and I finally got him to look UP in time to see the finger rope out and pull itself back into the thundercloud.
I grew up in this part of the Sonoran Desert, we
don't have tornadoes here! I never had seen one in real life before, to say nothing about ever being in one; and
I wasn't really anxious to meet one "up close and personal" this day! 
With Larry the F150 4x4; I still make Skywarn callouts; but we've all gotten anal about having
three radio op's in diverse parts of the area watching the real-time Dopplers out of the weather ball south of Yuma on big thunderstorm callouts. I'm not driving a big red Dodge Heavy Duty; Helen Hunt isn't riding shotgun with me; and I'm just not all that interested in getting sucked up into "God's Hoover." Period.
You know you would enjoy the 20 hr drive in that car 
