There was a thunderstorm last night as I left work to go home, which generally should not be a problem. There usually are some street floods, but with a minivan--that really should not be a problem.
Unless you're not paying attention to how high the water level actually is.
It turned out that on the street I was on there was one or possibly 2 broken pipes and the water level was higher than I thought.
How high?
In the middle of the flooded area, my minivan stalled--and then the fun started.
- The water started to seep into the van from under the door.
- Then it started coming in through the speakers in the side of the door (a nice touch).
- Two trucks passed by me, and created a wake large enough to rock my minivan.
- I called 911 and while waiting for help I saw 3 guys--with the water up to their knees--floating a woman in her car past me to dry land.
The three came back for me, and when I automatically tried to put the car into reverse, the car started.
After that, it only took another 3 hours (and 2 more flooded areas) to make the 30 minute trip home.
Well, at least I got a post out of it...
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