I think we've all been there at one time or another. My most vivid recollection was last Summer. I was riding home from work. I had a very bad Thunder Storm near me and it was hot on my tail. I wasn't about to stop as there wasn't any place to seek shelter from the storm anyway. As I came up a small hill, I could smell the Ozone! (You know that burnt electric smell.) Man, I'm too close to the storm! I pedaled faster and got home before the storm got any closer.