This summer my dad and I went to the town festival in Watkins.  We drove my dad's 1946 Chevy panel truck to enter it in the car show.  It rained hard on the way there.  We stuffed rags in the windows to keep the rain out.  We were hydroplaning on the road.  When we got to the car show it was still raining., but they still had the show. Not too many cars were entered.  Most of the cars there were owned by the people who put on the show.  Other car shows have lots of cars.  We spent most of the day hiding under the stage.  When we did go out walking, we stepped in many puddles.  Both my shoes got soaking wet.  The ditch by the train tracks looked like a river.  We could have gone canoeing or swimming.  By lunch time it had stopped raining.  We ate hamburgers at a food stand.  There are usually food stands at every car show.  I think food stands at car shows can make a lot of money.   More cars showed up to enter the show after the rain stopped.  By then the prizes had already been given out.
My dad won a first place trophy and the grand prize.