Been there. They can have it. I’ll never forget the time I saw a piece of paper falling out of the sky and it turned out to be a full sheet of plywood.
Closest I came was working on a new building in Rancho Cucamonga,Ca. The wind was blowing so hard and steady that we could hardly see or breathe, the General Contractor wouldn't close the site until the metal Robertson decking was pulled off the second and third floors and spun around like flying guillotines. That was enough to keep me from ever wanting the real thing.