Better Not Leave That Window Cracked

This was how close Kevin Dyson came to winning Super Bowl 34 mere inches from victory.

We as humans all make little mistakes. Sometimes just a couple of inches can cause catastrophes. My father sadly had a disastrous accident because of a just an inch or two. In conjunction with his job my father Jim had to drive around quite a bit. I don't know if you know this, but when you drive in a car quite a bit debris collects on vehicles when they are driven so frequently. By all accounts it was quite a routine car wash that my dad pulled into that day. There was nothing uncanny about the events that were about to transpire. When the blasters passed over the car he noticed however that water was trickling in from a side window. The controls for the windows were located in the center console between the two seats. As my father leaned across the seats he accidentally pushed in the buttons to both front windows. A virtual Niagra Falls erupted through the now gaping windows. My Father describes it in such a way that he was screaming like a little girl as he desperately tried to salvage the situation by rolling up the windows.

I like to wonder what was going through his head as the windows descended. I'm sure the whole incident happened in slow motion for him. Was it shock that crossed his mind? Was it fear? Or perhaps was there slight irritation at his own clumsy mistake? Whatever the case it must have been intense. It must have been a horrible feeling to know that at that point there was nothing you can do. He might have well pulled out the water wings and the snorkel and goggles. At that point it is just worth it to resign to going swimming cause he turned that Saturn into a swimming pool with wheels.

The saddest part of this story is that the work day wasn't even over. Imagine one downtrodden human being waltzing into a Nordstroms to buy a new pair of slacks so that he could get back to the office. Imagine pulling up to a car up to an intersection to watch a grown man literally ringing out his soaked shirt out the driver's side window. I have a certain pity for my dad, and the events that transpired that day. On the other hand it made for one heck of a good story.