After chasing this storm for over 125 miles, it finally started taking shape over the town of Hasty, Colorado. Mesmerized by the massive size, the phenomenal coloring, and the recently applied tornado warning, I drove further into the core of the storm. The winds inside the core were ferocious and nearly tipped several semi trucks in front of my vehicle. Using my car to block the inflow jet of wind, I took cover and as many pictures as I could before the hail arrive. Crouched beside my car, the first hail stone sounded like a gunshot as it slammed into the passenger side of my car. I jumped into my vehicle and began rushing east to evade the barrage. Through broken radio transmissions, my chase partner was able to understand two words: Get East!