It was July 2016. We still lived in Colorado Springs, when we not only got one devastating hailstorm, but were on the receiving end of a second round mere five weeks apart.

That night around 10 pm we saw a massive thunderhead spit out strobe-like lightning just east of us. We checked the radar and noticed that a thunderstorm was growing rapidly over Peterson Air Force Base which remained mostly stationary—for the time being.

But, soon we realized that the storm slowly shifted west toward us. To our surprise, we saw that the lighting became more intense and the thunder grew louder. Still, we didn’t think anything of it and were about to go to bed. Little did we know what was about to befall us.