When I first joined the troop we all slept outside so on the last day of the trip I slept outside. At first it was clear, then it got cloudy then the thunder started. Flash! BOOM! and this went on four hours, then it started sprinkling so I covered my face.
A while later Mr. Gamble yelled out - over the gale, "Zach! Get outta the rain!" So, I strolled over into the rain fly and the next morning we joked about it and Mr. G said, he thought a lightning bolt almost struck a tree within 20 feet of our camp. He said he looked over and saw me sleeping soundly with the rain pouring down onto my sleeping bag. I AM THOR.
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