Wilma, the Stories

Man, what a wallop Wilma delivered us here in the keys. And from what I'm hearing, it's worse on the mainland. The thing about a small place is that it is very manageable. Long lines here are more like chat rooms and wherever you go -- the FEMA center, city hall, churches, unemployment office -- you know somebody or their cousin.
The stories that I'm hearing are incredible: People being chased by the torrent of water; people who went to the official shelter and left terrified not of the storm, but of the other people there; people who saw fist fights over gas on their way back from evacuation; dozens of households trapped at the end of a long lonely road after all their cars were flooded.
I've written parts of my story here. Now it's your turn. This thread is for your story.