You could call this a spin-off of Peavy's thread, and I decided to make this one for my story of today.
Yeah, April tends to be the wettest month of the year in the Midwestern United States. Today was totally unexpected however. I woke up this morning at 6:00am to get ready for school. It was very foggy outside, mainly because it rained last night and I live in an area of rolling hills thus trapping cooler air in the shallow valleys. When I left home a bit before 7:00, much of the fog had cleared but there was still enough to require headlights. I was aware that it was supposed to rain today, but it was only supposed to be very early morning (pre-dawn) and later in the afternoon. A radio update said that the radars were completely clear.
During second hour (about 8:45), I heard some thunder through the ceiling of my study hall auditorium. I opened a radar to find massive thunderstorms descending on St Louis, with a tail of heavy rain and tennis ball sized hail headed towards me. The worst of the storm was still about an hour away, but my phone began to go insane with severe thunderstorm alerts. Throughout my physics class, I kept my tablet next to me with the radar opened as I watched the heavy rain descend upon the town. The sky kept growing darker and darker, almost to the point of literal night. At 10:00, rain began spitting down and I jokingly told my physics teacher that the clocks were 12 hours off (hence the darkness outside).
Five minutes later, incredible torrential rains began falling. It was so thick and so fast that I couldn't see the student parking lots outside the window. It continued like that through my entire last class. At 11:00, I walked to the doors to leave the building. Rain was falling, but it wasn't as crazy as it originally was, so I got in my van to drive away. The rain began to pick up again but I was inside the van now. On the way home, I quickly realized the severity of my situation. Water was covering roads as deep as 8 inches on poorly drained roads and valleys. I probably should've taken the main highway home because I had to keep driving through washed out areas covered in sand, gravel, rocks, debris, wood, branches, etc. Once I got back to the highway, the rain was so bad that the max settings for the windshield wipers were barely helping visibility. I drove 45mph in areas where I normally drive 60. Good thing I did too, because I came around a corner to find that a tree had fallen across the highway. A guy was next to it frantically trying to break it apart and move it; I passed the tree using the oncoming lane since no cars were coming. Once I got to my street, the freshly repaired drainage ditches were overflowing with raging water. I felt the van start to fishtail a bit when I drove over some wet rocks at only 25mph.
Eventually, I got home. I conveniently live on top of a hill so floods are never a dangerous concern to my property, but right at the bottom of my hill where the road curves to the right, all I saw was millions of gallons of raging water. The road was simply not there. I parked in the garage and stood there for a minute. All I heard was "WWWSSSSSSSSHHHHH" from raging water at the bottom of that hill as well as from my creek. My creek is normally six inches deep and only in stagnant pools while the rest remains bone dry. Today, it is beyond three feet deep throughout its entirety and raging at impressive speed.
Anyone else dealing with abnormal weather?
