After Mrs. Mitty came out of the drugstore, they climbed into their automobile, Walter fastened his seat belt, turned on the windscreen wipers and carefully pulled away from the curb. As they drove out of Waterbury over the Melton Bridge, Walter Mitty, sitting in the passenger seat of their beat up Chevrolet, noticed a beautiful young woman on the side of the bridge screaming at the top of her lungs. He motioned for his wife to pull over to see what all the fuss was about. Bottom line, something was rubbing him the wrong way. Where the woman was standing, the guard rails were smashed, leaving a huge gap. "Heaven help us" the woman said. "My husband, he's driven our car into the lake!" Walter Mitty found it hard to swallow. "W-what?" said Walter Mitty. "For crying out loud!" "Just help me" said the woman. Walter Mitty, deciding to bite the bullet went off and running towards the hill that lead down to the lake where the car was.
Running like there was no tomorrow, Walter Mitty reached the bottom of the lake in seconds. He jumped in with both feet and swam as fast as he could to the nearly submerged vehicle. Diving under, he searched for car door handle. Finding it, he felt around for the window. As his fingers slid across the glassy surface he backed up, and kicked with his feet. Feeling the glass shatter beneath his feet, he entered the car and saw the woman's husband. Feeling sick as a dog, from the sight, Walter decided to surface for air.
Time was running out he needed to get the man out, but didn't want to come up empty handed and let that poor woman down. He dove down once more and went straight into the car. He reached the man and unbuckled his seat belt. He wrapped his arms around the man and pulled. He
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