His black jacket and pants were rumpled ... He shook his head at the questions, turned and looked down the short row of us. “I’m a storm chaser,” he said. “I chase storms.” I’d never met anybody who’d ...
His black jacket and pants were rumpled ... He shook his head at the questions, turned and looked down the short row of us. “I’m a storm chaser,” he said. “I chase storms.” I’d never met anybody who’d ...