My whole life in Kansas has been “pretty close” but not too serious when it comes to tornadoes. I think the closest we’ve been has been about a block away from the twister’s path, when one tore through some houses in our neighborhood in the 70s.
The closest our home has come to exterior damage was the time the hot air balloon landed across the street, but almost clipped our chimney on the way down.
Crazy, huh? And all those projectiles…
