My windshield wipers haven't stopped working double time since Sunday evening.
Rain runs in steady, strong currents down the streets of downtown Seattle.
Seasoned locals wear sturdy rain coats - transplants are still trying to function with umbrellas. They looked shocked when you smile at them, drenched from head to toe, but know that your core is still warm and dry.
Just remember those few days in summer that make you realize why you put up with this shit.