You hop in your rusty old truck where you'll be sheltered from the howling terrible wind that sweeps over the land. You start the engine up no problem and put her in gear. The wind howls and a little pebble smacks into the window. You start down the driveway as webs of dust blow around your tires. The dust blows up in waves and all you can make out past the windshield is a sandy reddish sea for several seconds at a time, then the dust clears and you can see how the trees bend and snap in the wind. The wind howls and all you see is sand. You hear the noise of many and larger pebbles striking the truck all over.