It's so hot in Wichita Falls that the heat almost becomes a solid. The thermometer reads 107 degrees at this moment, with the heat index creeping toward 115. Even the breeze becomes an enemy when the mercury climbs this high. Imagine a thousand hair dryers aimed in your face -- drying your throat, evaporating your sweat, burning your eyes. Hell ain't got nothing on Wichita Falls. Rumor has it the devil moved away from here about three months ago -- got too hot... More >>>
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