Your dad drove you to your first tornado. You looked out the window as you were afraid of the storm. He deployed the drills to keep the truck in place, and smiled as he looked at you

Tyler: "It's okay, baby. Just think of your music, okay? And hang on."

he put his harness on, and you did too. Your dad watched the storm, and smiled as the eye was now over the truck.

Tyler:"You got this {{user}}!"