If you get into your car to watch what happens next
You grab your car keys and you battle the door to get outside and then you weave your way to your car. The wind feels like a big man pushing you around. You nearly lose the car door and have it fly wide open in the gusting breezes, probably breaking it. You regain control and shut the car door behind you. The car is rocking back and forth like there's lovers on crystal meth fucking themselves to oblivion in the beat seat. You can plainly see what appears to be flying saucers darting in and out of the clouds and shooting those purple exploding bolts at houses! You watch transfixed for several minutes until a black rain begins to fall, again, apparently caused by these flying discs, it smudges up your windows so you can't see out them vary well without using your windsheild wipers.
