How could I forget about the earthquakes?!
Admittedly, I don't know the intricacies of your taxes, but a rudimentary search and input of my own income tax at about 10% less than I pay now
Heh, considering that where I live 86F is blistering heat, the strongest "tornado" we've had was estimated to 160~mph winds and happened in the 80's, one of the most violent storms we've had gusted at 90mph, we shat our britches when we had a magnitude 4.1 earthquake, your weather does come across as quite terrifying. We adopted the Finnish way of raking or forests early on so we haven't had much problems with forest-fires.
The snowstorm in 1995 we had here was both some of the best days and worst weeks in my life. A day or two after the storm hit, me and my friends grabbed our snowracers and went to a nearby trail with some stone stairs that led to a park and rode the entire day since school was out. By the end of the day the skis were worn blank by the stone stairs that had started to show, and when I was about to take the last turn nothing happened and I went into one of the handrails. I hit the shin of my right leg into one of the steel T-bars that held the rail to the ground, it hurt like hell and I was squirming a bit on the ground a bit, but it was nothing to the terror I felt when I pulled up the trouser leg and saw bone, sinew, blood and torn skin as I had an open 3inch gash on the leg.
All my friends just stood there dumbstruck, except one friend that everyone tormented because she was "slow". She ran for help, her father put me in a pulka/sled and brought me to my father, who drove me to my mother that was on the other end of town, took one gander at it and told my father to drive to the ER. I thought I had felt terror when I saw my own bone and sinew, but that was nothing compared to the terror of going to Hospital.
Rambling. I blame the fact that I'm on vacation against my will :<