Ivoryguy: Same for me. I grew up in a remote valley on the edge of the old Nyasaland where there were savage storms in the rainy season. Lying in bed, under a mosquito net, hearing the rain hammering down on the tin roof while flashes lit up the room with the simultaneous crash of thunder gave a kid a sense of security.
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I grew up in a remote valley on the edge of the old Nyasaland where there were savage storms in the rainy season. Lying in bed, under a mosquito net, hearing the rain hammering down on the tin roof while flashes lit up the room with the simultaneous crash of thunder gave a kid a sense of security.
Lightning near a tin roof...not so much