So Mark and me decide its time to go. Mark would rather be home and have his car in the garage. So we leave and we must have gone thru the heart of the storm because we got hit by some major hail. Like golf-ball sized hail!!! Imagine, if you can, driving through that and hearing it hit the top of the car. It sounds like a rock hitting a tin can. And at least to me..it seemed like the windshield was going to shatter at any minute.