This was it! Her big money maker! The Stormwatchers truck sped down the road, hurtling towards the forming twister at breakneck speed. They had the radio playing the local news, which hadn't shut up about the tornado. It was expected to be at least three miles long! Ainsley listened closely to what the weatherman was shouting. "The local fire station predicts that this twister will wipe out the entire Kansas City range. People this is going to be huge! Lock your doors, bolt the tables down, you only have about fifty minutes! Ladies and gentlemen! I have new word that the tornado is almost at the midpoint of touching. You must CLEAR OUT!" Ainsley grinned bigger and turned her cap around on her head. "Damn, you hear that boys? This one is gonna make us famous!" She screeched over the howling of the wind battering the sides of the truck. Kyle smirked at her and rolled his eyes. He was the dick of the group, and very sexist! She sometimes just wanted to shove him out into one of these storms one day. "You say the same thing every time Ainsley! What makes you think this time will be any different?" Ainsley scoffed. "The biggest twister we've recorded is only two miles wide, this one is going to be at least three. At least!" With that he turned around in the passenger seat. Sam gave her a ignore it look and then glued his eyes back to the road. The truck neared the touching Funnel.