Could be anything, not just related to being inside a car.
The closest I got was when I was in my H.S. swim team. the entire pool is always covered with strips of tarp at the end of the day and removed first thing in the morning. The way it's set up is that the strips are laid on the surface right next to each other. So it's not just one whole piece. There are cracks in between each strip. There were probably a dozen strips used to cover the pool and were placed/removed one by one.
Well, I was early one day and decided to swim underwater while the tarp was still on. I didn't want to wait. Guys did this all the time for fun. They routinely swim underwater from one end to the other with one breath. If you can do this, you were the SUPER STUD MAN--even moreso if you went deeper down to the bottom floor. In the event that you run out of air, just stick your head in the cracks between the strips.
So I took a deep breath, held it and went for the other side. The pool is 25 meters from one end to the other. I was doing well until a little more than halfway, I started to run out of air. I thought, no big deal, just find the surface. I stuck my head up expecting to take a breath shortly but was denied by the tarp. Wide-eyed, I started to panic. To give you a visual on what this feels like, imagine being underwater in a frozen lake at dawn! I tried pushing harder to create a pocket of air underneath the tarp but that was a no-go.
It was 6am during winter and it was dark under there. Nobody was around when I went in the water. I started to feel light-headed. My lungs felt like bursting from lack of oxygen. The only thing I could do is paddle away frantically. Then I heard people talking above and behind me. I couldn't yell for help. I figured if there were people standing around the edge of the pool deck then a wall must be nearby! I followed the voices. And with the last bit of air in my lungs, I found the crack! I stuck my head out and inhaled a gallon of oxygen. People didn't even notice me. They were too busy laughing and talking. I sat there by the wall with my arms folded and forehead resting against the concrete. I've never felt so alone and so helpless.
I watched them take the tarp out and proceed with practice as if nothing happened. I never bothered telling anyone because I felt so stupid. Never again.
Whew! That was long. What's yours?
The closest I got was when I was in my H.S. swim team. the entire pool is always covered with strips of tarp at the end of the day and removed first thing in the morning. The way it's set up is that the strips are laid on the surface right next to each other. So it's not just one whole piece. There are cracks in between each strip. There were probably a dozen strips used to cover the pool and were placed/removed one by one.
Well, I was early one day and decided to swim underwater while the tarp was still on. I didn't want to wait. Guys did this all the time for fun. They routinely swim underwater from one end to the other with one breath. If you can do this, you were the SUPER STUD MAN--even moreso if you went deeper down to the bottom floor. In the event that you run out of air, just stick your head in the cracks between the strips.
So I took a deep breath, held it and went for the other side. The pool is 25 meters from one end to the other. I was doing well until a little more than halfway, I started to run out of air. I thought, no big deal, just find the surface. I stuck my head up expecting to take a breath shortly but was denied by the tarp. Wide-eyed, I started to panic. To give you a visual on what this feels like, imagine being underwater in a frozen lake at dawn! I tried pushing harder to create a pocket of air underneath the tarp but that was a no-go.
It was 6am during winter and it was dark under there. Nobody was around when I went in the water. I started to feel light-headed. My lungs felt like bursting from lack of oxygen. The only thing I could do is paddle away frantically. Then I heard people talking above and behind me. I couldn't yell for help. I figured if there were people standing around the edge of the pool deck then a wall must be nearby! I followed the voices. And with the last bit of air in my lungs, I found the crack! I stuck my head out and inhaled a gallon of oxygen. People didn't even notice me. They were too busy laughing and talking. I sat there by the wall with my arms folded and forehead resting against the concrete. I've never felt so alone and so helpless.
I watched them take the tarp out and proceed with practice as if nothing happened. I never bothered telling anyone because I felt so stupid. Never again.
Whew! That was long. What's yours?
