After the storm stopped, the sun came out. Another storm went just north of us, but we got some of its hail. . . golf ball size. Luckily, it was very random and only a couple hundred stones fell in my complete yard. I'd guess 8 or 10 hit my roof, but my 26 ga metal roof just laughed it off. I'll have to check my car tomorrow. I heard several stones hit and my grandson screamed. He had gone outside to collect stones. What a dopey idea. I got so mad at him I was shaking. I almost hit him when his lame excuse was that he was under a tree. Kids just don't think of the danger. I told him to never go out in a thunderstorm of any kind again and that if he went out into hail again I would beat him within an inch of his life if the hail didn't get him. Kids just don't think anything will ever happen to them. I'm lucky not to be in the emergency room.