Was redoing my roof with metal and had all the runners nailed on shingles underneath.
I woke up at 3AM to the sound of water gushing unto the bathroom directly above the breaker box. Hell of a storm outside. I mean bucketfuls.
I started mapping out wtf was going on in my head, seemed impossible. Then it dawned on me that the top runners were under the eaves and there must be a hole.
So I grabbed my 395xp and ladder, in this fvcking monsoon lightning storm, in my underwear.
Got to the top and started dicing runners near the eaves. Turned it off like a faucet.
Whole thing took maybe 5 min from when I woke up to toweling off.
That was one of the busiest times of my life and I was grateful for that bed when I laid back down.