It sounds like a jetplane is flying by outside my tent. The tent is flapping so hard that sounds like gun shots. We can barely talk, we have to scream to each other to be heard. We called the closest base and they had meassured 38 ms. That is not storm, that is hurricane. This is the 3rd day inside the the tent waiting for the hurricane to pass. I must say that its impressive that the tent can take these winds. Knock on wood!