A lightning bolt hit a pole about 50 feet from me in a parking lot. When it's that close, it gets your attention. I didn't know which way to head for cover - I could just see God up there looking through his scoped lightning rifle saying softly under his breath, "next time I'm gonna lead you just a little more..." But seriously, it was wasn't a thunderous rolling boom, but more of a very sharp CRACK sound and crazy bright. I didn't take any sort of hit from it. I did however get my ass back in the building I had walked out of.
A gun is like a parachute. If you need one and don't have one, you'll probably never need one again.