08-25-2003, 01:57 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-25-2003, 01:58 PM by _Acid_Head_.)
I remember it clearly, it literally felt like my apartment was going downslope for a few minutes, horrible vibrations all around you, and the only thing you can do is hide under a doorway, scary shit. Not to mention the 300 or so aftershocks in the months to come, some weak, some stronger.
edit: We took a trip to Northridge that next day, so much stuff was in ruins, I was thankful that I wasn't there, you're pretty lucky g-boy.
edit: We took a trip to Northridge that next day, so much stuff was in ruins, I was thankful that I wasn't there, you're pretty lucky g-boy.