Clive Leighton was driving to work in Birmingham city centre when the tornado hit
"It started out as just another trip to the office.
Left home 2.30-ish and dropped my wife into Sutton Coldfield to go shopping.
Then, as I headed for the city, clouds began to gather and the darkness grew until a huge downpour crashed across Erdington.
Women with pushchairs dashed for shelter and the traffic skittered to a snail's pace.
The sky looked positively biblical. Huge, black banks of cloud cut through by shafts of sunlight. The sun, bizarrely, sat above the dramatic vista giving a surreal touch to the scene.
Then, rushing towards me immediately above Spaghetti Junction, I saw it.
What looked like a giant whirlpool in the skies was heading straight for me and the scores of other cars heading into the city.
Twister? Tornado? I had no idea, but it certainly looked threatening, whipping clouds round and round until the wind began to whistle at high speed past the car.
Yards before the island at the top of Gravelly Lane I heard a crack, and a tree crashed down from a front garden, landing halfway across the road.
The car in front veered around it on the wrong side of the road and I followed.
Then, in an instant, it was gone: the rain, the wind, the twister. The A38 into the city looked just like it always does after rain.
Suddenly it was just another trip to the office.