Nothing nearly as dramatic, but I first started chasing during a period of uncertainty in my life in DC. Went to Portland for a blizzard, and just fell in love with the peace and awe that came with going to experience high end wx events.
It has evolved a lot for me since then, but chasing is part of my DNA now. So much so that my wife (who hates wx) has come along a couple times to support.
There’s just nothing like it, as dangerous as it can be sometimes.