I might have been able to figure that out for myself…

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Don’t laugh. Years ago we were in the Kruger Park in South Africa. The bridge over the Crocodile River was flooded. We could plough through or go a detour (since you HAVE to be back in the camps by sundown this was a pressing issue). My husband decided we could make it. I was sceptical. We sped down the slope leading to the bridge, to get as much speed as possible, and I screeched just before we hit the water. So my husband – I trained him well – hit the brakes. And we were stuck. It took two jeeps to pull us out. But it took a while until they arrived. Because we couldn’t/shouldn’t leave the car (this being the Kruger Park with roaming wildife). We ended up sleeping not in our booked accommodation but an (expensive) lodge just outside the park gate. To this day, he blames me. I blame him: the bridge, aka the road, was UNDER WATER.
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The signs in Arizona are a bit more emphatic: “do not enter when flooded.” Some even have a yard stick planted beside them so you can see how much water you’ll be under should you choose to ignore the sign. I suspect some do — “Oh, it’s only a puddle. No problem. Oops!”
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