My first real earthquake. I don't think I need to experience anything stronger.
Last week I was sitting at the computer and thought I felt a large truck rolling by the house (or a teenager with the bass turned up too loud on their car.) Then I felt the front wall bend toward me and saw my poor southern-raised Basset Hound heading for the hills. She didn't know what hit her. I didn't either.
For a few more minutes the floor rolled underfoot and then it was calm again. Quite an exciting adventure which I was glad to observe from the comfort of my own home, rather than the comfort of a bridge, overpass, or tunnel.