I LOVE them! The stronger the better, although there have been a few that made me take cover. Most of the time I'm at the window watching the show. When I was growing up, Mom Dad and I would sit on the porch and watch the thunderstorms so there are good memories. Dad was a weather freak and would probably have tried to be a storm chaser if he was offered the job 30 years ago. When a F-3 tornado went through the town I was working in, he wanted all the details (yeah, I'm still shaking going "holy crap!") I guess I got my love for extreme weather from him.