...Within a minute, the first strike hit the ground several miles from Hugh’s position, but he felt the rumble and saw the red and orange fires rise from the ground. Another strike hit somewhere far up north, and a third strike hit close enough to sever Interstate-94 and send huge slabs of pavement into the air. Hugh tried to get back into his truck when the cab lurched upward, like a bucking bronco. The trailer was hit next, and the concrete sewer pipes broke their steel chains and flew high in every direction. One pipe hit the pavement and began to cartwheel directly toward Hugh, but he managed to duck just before it decapitated him. He watched the pipe continue its downward roll, until it came to rest in a ditch that bordered the highway...