The heartland is tornado country. In 1979 a big sucker hit Wichita Falls, TX. The base was a mile wide.
My uncle sold lumber for Weyerhaeuser in Fort Worth. He covered Wichita Falls and made a fortune in that one.
We had a big one skip over our house in the ‘burbs west of St Louis around 1967. It flattened the subdivision before us and after us, but happily skipped right over ours. We were huddling in the basement scared to death. It wasn’t as wide as the Wichita Falls one, but plenty big enough for us.