That's good. The last one we had here was a 6.something, centred about 50km away and I nearly shit myself - we were walking home from taking Ada to the local school playground, we were just between a couple of buidlings next to the front carpark and I heard it coming, like a train. Everything started moving really bad so we grabbed Ada and ran in to the open. Thankfully no damage for us either, just a broken photo frame which is replaceable. They sure give you a fright, makes you appreciate how strong mother nature is.
