That's awesome, Steve. I love weather stories like this, so let me return a short anecdote in kind. Back in the '30s, John Nicholas Brown II built a house on Fishers Island called "Windshield." It was an extremely modern structure, a passion project for Mr. Brown with lots of glass and gadgets, and was several years in planning and construction. It was finally finished in the summer of '38. The family was extremely wealthy and had a lot of help, including a trained English butler. The story goes that a few weeks after they moved in, the hurricane struck. That afternoon, the butler came into living room and announced very nonchalantly, almost casually, to Mrs. Brown, "Tea is served, madame, and, oh yes, the roof is blowing off." And blow off it did. The house was destroyed weeks after being finished.