To be forewarned...
I survived two other bumps and light puddles without further
event, and approached the bend in the road. By now, I was both leader and
pathfinder of a growing line of cars behind me.
As I rounded the bend,
I came face to face with a large, road-dividing puddle. My heart sank. For there was not a single oasis to be seen in that vast
watery desert. I hesitated slightly, considering my options, then surged on.
Perhaps it's not so deep, I thought.
Some innate sense directed my actions as l descended into
the flood. With every moment, I hoped and prayed that a solid feel of terra
firma would halt this descent. It did eventually, but by this time, I could see
that my front bumper was halfway submerged. By good fortune, the car sank no
further, and the trepidation I felt gradually eased off into a blooming
euphoria. I felt proud of her! My daredevil Mercedes!
As I emerged from the pool, I flicked my headlamps to full
beam and scanned the horizon. Another road-dividing puddle even more ominous
than the first beckoned.
My infantile euphoria died the death of a stillborn....
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