A hailstorm just swept over with hail like eggs. It was so loud I hid under the bed. It punched holes through the roof of our pergola area and then the rain poured through the holes on some of my equipment.
I am hunting for pieces of the roof. I found one piece and Lynettea said, 'Leave that alone, Sasha. It is very dangerous. Let me know if you find any more pieces.'
I was only trying to help.