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She must have thought she was driving the Wicked Witch of the West because if there was a puddle this woman did her damnedest to drive around it. Problem was the whole fucking road was one big puddle.

You know back in the day, with breaker points that could get soaked and spark plugs that might have just the barest rubber cap on them, there was a reason to avoid water. Heck, I can recall my Mom plowing through a huge puddle once (at least a foot deep) and the car dying in the middle. Boy was she pissed, 'course she'd just taken driving advice from a ten year old but hey, what did I know? Anyway these days, with just about every fucking thing sealed and insulated, water means very little to most cars. And this lady was driving a brand spanking new honda.

As the cars ahead of her pulled away at normal speeds, thirty, forty miles an hour, she would creep along until a puddle intruded on her road space. Then she'd slow, and meander across the yellow lines into oncoming traffic, and then back. Only to repeat the process a few seconds later. Did I neglect to mention that this month set a record for rainfall? Yeah, awesome.

The moment the road opened up I passed. Course I had to ford the fucking Delaware to do it, but yeah, my car is only five years old and you know what? It ain't afraid of water and neither am I.