I've never really been storm chasing [ I would like to] , but I can say a few storms have chased me on trips out. in 2005 I went for a run to the seaside from doncaster to bridlington on my motorbike. I knew it was goin to be a bit thundery south of donny but no one said anything about a storm starting near scarborough. I had enough time to plod around country lanes upto the sea front, get some rock, admire a Harley Davidson and the Indian Chief next to it even more so and go. With a top speed of 65 mph, or 70 on the flat I couldn't out run it, just watch it creeping up on me. The next thing my handlebars feel fuzzy like static from a balloon and lightning struck a field just next to me. I've had this dream more than enough times over the years since it happened. Its odd to wake up feeling like I'm wearing a wet jacket and clothes and find I'm in bed dry. I've had similar dreams about when I went to manchester on my other bike, and racing the rain clouds home, riding in snow, in october on the A57 on snake pass on the way back. it was so peaceful, me and 2 other bikes, no cars, no lorries, or stray sheep. I call it sunny snow. Since it was a bit sunny still, nice and warm. I don't know how you'd explain it in weather terms. Not that it matters.