Giant hail recorded Tuesday evening in the town of… See more

Residents were left stunned Tuesday evening as giant hailstones pounded the small town, turning what began as a calm night into a scene of chaos and awe.

The sudden storm rolled in without much warning, bringing fierce winds, thunder, and hail so large that many compared it to golf balls — and in some cases, even baseballs. The deafening sound of ice slamming against roofs and cars echoed across the community as people rushed indoors to seek shelter.

Witnesses described the event as one of the most intense storms they’ve ever seen. “It sounded like rocks hitting the house,” one resident said, still shaken by the force of the hail. Dozens of vehicles and windows were damaged, and several homes sustained

significant roof damage. Local authorities quickly issued warnings urging people to stay inside until the storm passed, as streets became littered with chunks of ice and fallen branches. Read more below

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