The 1933 Treasure Coast hurricane was the strongest and most intense tropical cyclone to strike the United States during the active 1933 Atlantic hurricane season. The twelfth tropical storm, fifth hurricane, and the third major hurricane of the season, it formed east-northeast of the Leeward Islands on August 31. The tropical storm, steadily intensifying to a hurricane, moved rapidly westward. It turned to the northwest and attained maximum sustained winds of at least 115 mph (185 km/h) on September 1. The hurricane acquired peak winds of 140 mph (220 km/h) and passed over Eleuthera at maximum intensity. Subsequently, it weakened and made landfall near the border of Palm Beach and Martin counties, Florida, as a strong Category 3 hurricane on September 4.
The hurricane produced severe damage from the Bahamas to the Florida peninsula. Eleuthera and Harbour Island, encountering the center of the hurricane, incurred major damage to homes and properties. Additionally, buildings were unroofed and wharves were destroyed. In Florida, the strong winds of the cyclone blew buildings off their foundations, and numerous trees were prostrated in citrus groves. The Treasure Coast region received the most extensive destruction, and Stuart, Jupiter, and Fort Pierce were heavily damaged.
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