I lived on and off in California over the years and experienced my fair share of earthquakes the biggest was the 7.1 that hit LA and killed some people. The ones that I remembered were a 6.2 and 6.0 that occured on consecutive days when I was living in the Imperial Valley.
The first one hit on a Monday night and it made for a rather busy night at the radio station that I was working for at the time. That night after things settled down I went home and went to bed but I made sure I could leave immediately because I had a feeling we weren't done and in the early morning hours my hunch was proven correct because the next one hit and in short order I grabbed my car keys and was out the door and on my way to work.
It was rather spooky driving to work that morning because the power was out and it was pitch black. On my way to work I was the only one on the road,everybody else was pulled over and that was a very uneasy feeling. Once the lights came on the phones started ringing off the hook and all hell broke loose.
In an ironic sidelight to that morning are sign on guy went on the air and made a quip to the extent that it felt like earthquake weather .Shortly after he made that remark the second earthquake hit and he was nailed by a big,solid wooden rack that held our recorded commercials and he got coldcocked. Fortunately he was not seriously hurt.
Earthquakes are just one more reason I don't miss California.