Hitting the mud feels like slamming into a brick wall , almost all our momentum being absorbed at impact . The engine whines in protest as I press forward , turning the steering wheel back and forth trying to gain whatever traction I could muster . Third of the way through , I enter the deepest part of this slimy abyss . My mind starts to rush around , every worst case scenario floods my psyche . My Jeep without mud tires , without a lift , and just bare bones is refusing to give up . Even though we were moving just a half mile per hour our Jeep pressed on . Are we going to make it ?
All of the sudden I feel the steering wheel jerk , the front end of our vehicle bounced up . Almost immediately the vehicle lunged forward from what I can tell was traction from a big rock . Two thirds in and this boost launched us to three quarters . The steering wheel then got stiff , we hit asphalt . Excitement came over me , I can feel tears of joy coming down my cheek . “ Almost out , almost there ! Keep going !” my wife shouts . We made it . Out of excitement we both shouted to the top of our lungs . Our stock Jeep did what we though was impossible . Sitting there I was recalling in my mind what just happened . “ Did that really just happen ?” “ Yes it did ” I pull onto the highway , I see all the people hunkered down to wait out the slides . Finally we make it to my parents .
Reaching them was such an accomplishment for both my wife and I . We did something that many people would do for their parents but not everyone would be capable of .
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