I’m an easterner who was vacationing in the west in 2000. I ran into a dust storm just outside of Casa Grande while driving. At first, all I could see was a vague red glow from the lights in front of me, then a kind of yellow-brown nothing. Got off on to the shoulder but kept waiting for someone to clobber me from behind. We could finally see well enough to find a hotel for the night. Scary.
***** “Got off on to the shoulder but kept waiting for someone to clobber me from behind” ****
Been there done that ... then 250 miles of stopping every 15 minutes drive time to collect bottles cans or anything that would hold water to cool the engine (sand destroyed the Radiator, AC and Transmission coolers)
My new Bride was impressed, we went on our Honeymoon the very next morning after 2 hours in a Auto Parts parking lot where I changed everything out, next 200 miles was with her newly minted Grease from finger to elbow Husbands arm around her lovely smiling self.
We were stationed at Twenty-Nine Palms for four months. Had to have our windows replaced and the car painted because of the sand storms. The dust in the house afterwards was awful.