The closest I came was during a ferocious event in Los Angeles of all places. It was around 3/1/83 during a strong nino. The stj was aimed right at us. I was in a bowling league and never got home before midnight Monday nights. I probably was home 15 minutes when the line of storms hit with as good as severe as I’ve seen for many hours. A tornado destroyed the LA Convention Center that night. When I got to my office (private office in those days) I had to strategically place buckets to catch water from the roof that didn’t hold.
I have frequently shortened sleep to 3-4 hours during big snow events but never an all nighter and never will unless it’s a necessity such as danger to my family or myself or my home.