Storms
The clouds were low and formidable. They were turning a dark hue. I rushed to get past them in time. A long winding funnel lowered to the ground. Terrified, I hit the gas and sped home.
They were turning a dark hue. A long winding funnel lowered to the ground. I rushed to get past them in time. Terrified, I hit the gas and sped home. The clouds were low and formidable.