[shawnwat4]

Ok, so after spanking my buddies hemi quad cab last week, I took the higher road and didn't rub it in.
We went out friday and drove seperately. It was pouring rain here, as we were in the middle of a nor' easter. So we leave a bar in Dewey beach heading to another, me by myelf and he with his g/f. We turn onto a back street that has been flooded. Well, I decide to go ahead first. What didn't appear to be too deep at first turns out to be about 2 and 1/2 feet deep. So i get through it and he is following me. Once we are out i keep going but i see his headlights are on but he is staying put. I call him on his phone and ask "whats going on?"

He replies, "my truck is dead."

So i swing back around and lo and behold, it won't crank. It would make a clicking noise but wouldn't turn over. I guess his belts running to his alternator must have gotten wet. His lights still worked, but the engine was dead. So, he and his g/f pile into my truck. I looked at him and said flatley, "you really need a titan man"