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I could barely see anything in front of the car! |
It has only rained this hard twice since moving into our apartment. Ironically, I have been at the public library both times. Each time Kennedy and I make a MAD DASH for the car.
Despite my amazing running skills, both Kennedy and I never get to the car unscathed by the treacherous rainstorm. In fact, we are both soaked to the bone by the time I manage to get the car door open.
To the left you can kind of see the wet spots on her shirt and her hair matted to her head. I don't look quite so cute with wet hair, or with wet pants for that matter.

So ultimately, I decided to run fast and look upon this experience as our adventure for the day.
Next time the forecast says 40% chance of rain, I think that Kennedy and I may make another trip to the public library. That would be three for three; and I think we have officially started a tradition. (i.e. tropical rainstorm ='s a trip to the public library)
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