Hail is no fun. One summer afternoon when I was about nine I was walking with a friend across a large vacant lot, maybe 300 yards on a side. No trees. I was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. The hail came on suddenly. It was extremely painful. We ran for cover against a short block wall which really didn't help. I am grateful the hailstones were only about dime sized. I have seen the results of hail trashing an entire car lot.
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