While the day would be summarized as amazing, there would be some massive chaos seen and experienced early on in today’s chase. This was not a significant day for tornadoes and the chance for large hail was also showing to not be as aggressive as past storm chasing adventures. Yet, the chance was still worth taking so it was a gamble to see what would happen. Initially and going into the day, I felt like a target for Paducah to Crowell, Texas was going to be the area with the greatest chance for any kind of success. While along the way and nearing Aspermont, it became apparent that there was development going up near west of Roaring Springs so this became my new target. The challenge was I still had a distance until I would be able to even get a visual on this possible storm. The decision proved worthwhile, at first, because as I was getting north of Dickens on Texas Highway 70 and passing FM 193, I could see this storm was going to be a Low Precipitation delight, until it was not. Pulling onto a small road, I found what appeared to be a decent intercept position, snapping just one weak photo of the apparent wall cloud as soon as I had stopped. Within hardly a minute of parking, this storm became very shrouded in rain and turned into a High Precipitation supercell so after a quick location adjustment back onto Texas Highway 70, I finally found what felt like a good viewing spot. It would not take long and the hoards of storm chaser traffic would arrive, as well. As far as the eye could see, the lineup of other storm chasers was endless. This would prove problematic very soon. After a little bit of time, it became very clear that the storm’s hook would ride along and just north of FM 193 so what was I to do? Get on FM 193, of course, but turning around from my north facing location would prove problematic. This would only be the beginning of two bigger problems that I was not planning to endure. When I mentioned chaos in the beginning of this summary, here is where it all started. Once I had turned around and began heading south, the storm chaser traffic I found myself stuck in was moving very slow. If I were to assume, the line was moving maybe, at best, 20 miles per hour, on a 75 mile per hour highway! The storm was starting to take over and this made things become very scary very quickly. The light was turning to near darkness almost like a light dimmer was being placed on the sun. I began to get nervous but I kept telling myself “FM 193 is coming up and I will be able to finally push east.” Finally on FM 193, the storm chaser situation did not change for the better, at all. In fact, it got worse and now it was even darker than before! Here is the kicker: it was only around 5:00 PM! While on this road, the only thing in front of me was darkness, brake lights, and tail lights. Behind me was nothing more than darkness and head lights. At this point, anxiety began to set in, which never happens when I am chasing storms. To get in front of this developing hook was a distance of not even two miles so it was not far for me to get in the clear but when you factor the speed of the storm chaser traffic line, two miles felt like a crawl to get through. That is when I decided to abandon my mission and get south. Inevitably, I would have to go all the way back to Dickens and go east on US Highway 82 towards Guthrie, then go north, if I wanted a chance to intercept anything good. While along the way to Dickens, I did make a quick stop to get a shot of the storm. Despite the lack of impressive storm structure, the wind was certainly howling like crazy. It was so strong that I was literally having to hold my best tripod down so it would not blow away! Not long after I reached US Highway 82, I had read that a tornado was spotted on FM 193 but it was nothing more than what many storm chasers call a “bird fart” tornado. This is usually described as a very weak, small, short lived tornado that barely touches down and goes back up. Still, I wanted to intercept the storm but despite the want, the storm was constantly proving to be less desirable in many ways. Though, I did get what time lapse I could and this would prove to almost make the day a massive success. Yet, the storms slowly developing to my south would have other plans, giving me some time lapse that were unique in their own ways. This was still not the thing that would make this chase memorable. Once the last collection of time lapse was obtained and the storm was now moving on, I began to hear thunder that was beautiful to the ears so I wanted to capture it for future video productions. Yet, the audio would not take long to have a visual to go with it. It was from this moment, for almost 7 minutes, I would end up capturing what proved to be the best day time lightning I had ever captured, even topping what I got in New Mexico in 2023. All in all, this was my new best day time lightning capture and it would end up making the chase very amazing and totally worthwhile. Despite the craziness that can be found with storm chasing traffic, I always love when storms remind me of why I chase them. A chasing adventure which felt like not much was gained would turn around and give me lasting results.