Last Saturday, I went to Louisiana to get Jacob for Christmas. I knew it was supposed to be raining, but I wasn't at all thrilled to find that it was raining the entire way there. There were long stretches of the trip where visibility was down to about 100 ft.
Once I got to Jacob's house, it wasn't bad at all. It was 73 degrees, a full 40 degrees warmer than Missouri, and the rain was down to a slight drizzle.
We got him loaded up and we hit the road about 3:15. We were just pulling into the south side of Ruston, Louisiana when it got very dark very fast. My phone started blowing up with a tornado warning telling...