I got up around 4:00 am to work on a proposal for a potential client. Fixed myself a stiff cup of coffee, and started writing. About an hour later, the house shook to the point that pictures fell off our wall, books fell off shelves, and magazines piled on a coffee table fell all over the place.
I have lived in Georgia for 28 years and had absolutely no idea what happened. I thought our redneck neighbors blew something up around 5:00 am!