I chased an intense squall line through eastern Missouri. The assistant manager at work got a tree thrown on top of her car. As for me, a lightning bolt hit a power pole near me causing the transformer to explode. The thunder clap sounded like a gunshot and sparks shot across the road. Gravel at the base of the power pole blasted in all directions like grenade shrapnel and several car alarms in the commuter lot next to it started going off.
I also got hailed on eight times, with one of those times being for more than 10 minutes straight. I hid under three gas stations and two car washes.