At about 3:00 today, we hear some thunder, and then hear the rain on the roof. I work in a sheet-metal-roofed warehouse, it is deafening when it rains hard, and it was really coming down.
After about 30 minutes of unrelenting rain, a fellow employee runs up to me and says "You should probably move your car."
I poke my head out the door, and there's my car, with water up to bottom of the doors. Turns out I parked in the spot that's over the storm drain, and it clogged, causing the parking lot to turn into Lake Crapfest.
With a loud expletive, I fly out the door, and am up to my mid-calves in nasty water by the time I reach my car. Oh, and I'm soaked to the bone. After 6 seconds. I open the door, which thankfully was still about 1/4" above the water level, and quickly shut it. I put the key in the ignition and luckily it starts, and I put it in gear, and go.
It's weird the things you don't think about: I had no traction because my tires were essentially donut-shaped life preservers. It took about 10 seconds to reach dry ground even though it was like 20 feet away, because my wheels were hopping and bumping because they were trying to float.
Once I reached dry-ish ground, and since I was dripping wet already, I volunteered to go get the other two cars that were in danger, but less so than my car, a Yaris and an old Camry.
I know, you're not supposed to drive through deep water, but in this case, I didn't care. My car's life was on the line! Turns out it rained nearly 2 inches in our section of Harrisburg today. A town across the river got 2.75 inches in 45 minutes.
Any stories about saving your cars from Mother Nature?