Driving from New Mexico to Texas a week or so ago, the wind and sand storms were the worst I'd ever driven in on I-10, but probably not the worst they've ever been. Luckily when my rear tire blew the wind wasn't too horribly bad in that part of Texas. (The tires are a whole other story, I won't go into.)
Then driving home from Missouri to Illinois a few days ago, the wind and rain was pretty heavy. Not anywhere near as bad as I've seen other times in the past in California, Wyoming, Florida, well any number of places, really. But the worst part of this whole trip was going from comfortably warm temperatures wearing zorries, shorts and sleeveless tops everyday for a month to long pants, long sleeved shirts, socks and a jacket again once I was back in cold of the MidWest. Doesn't Illinois know it's Spring?