The windshield between you and the driver is accumulating raindrops at an alarming rate, obscuring her view of you even more. Shells of water are exploding around you as well, your three-inch tall form under fire from the heavens. If that woman hasn't seen you, you'll be done for soon, either through a raindrop smashing you flat or you careening off this moving vehicle when it sets off!
Then, with a roar, the flowing lanes of liquid on the screen are obliterated, the windscreen wiper lashing them aside. Since they happen to be the black platform upon which you sit, you are sent flying in the process. The car is parked, so at least you've just got one direction to worry about. But that's quite a big worry! Time slows to a crawl as you soar into the cold air, hoping you're not heading into traffic...
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