I chased. Nothing spectacular, but made a bad decision. Good squall line coming to life in the midwest.
The front passed and I believe a weak microburst hit near a recently plowed field. First time in my life I've been blind in the field during a storm chase. Found myself in the middle of an intersection when the dust settled enough that I could get my bearings. Only thing I could think of was the last words of Tim Buckman, a Sheriff's deputy, said the night of Greensburg Tornado.
He gave his life to spare others.