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Keep Your Wipers Going

Story ID:3603
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Story
Location:Halifax Nova Scotia Canada
Year:1983
Person:Me
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Keep Your Wipers Going


Many years ago, back in Nova Scotia, I commuted twenty miles to work. Along
the way, there was a place in the road that flooded after heavy rains, especially when
there were snow banks along the shoulder.

One late winter afternoon, I was driving home. The sun was out, but during the
afternoon there were heavy showers. I approached a spot that always flooded. In the
distance, I saw the water. The section of road was flooded by eight inches of water.

An approaching car hit the puddle. Water flew outward in waves, as it plowed
through. In the distance, I saw another car approaching. Judging by our speed, I deduced
we’d hit the puddle at the same time; I turned my wipers on.

We hit the puddle at the same time. We showered each other with dueling walls of
brown, muddy, and icy water. My wipers, flapping as fast as a hummingbird’s wings,
swept the water away.

I was pleased with my foresight. As I drove on, water dripped from my glasses
and face and onto my lap. “Why didn’t I close my window?” I cursed.

There are times when it seems like no matter how hard I try, something goes
wrong.

I keep just my wipers going.

Michael T. Smith