DAMN. I’m a pissed-off mess when I step in a puddle wearing flip flops, and look at this guy – plowin’ through 6-foot deep water like it’s his job.
That’s the sort of thing you expect to see in a lame Michael Bay movie, not down in Louisiana. And check out the wake it made – not big enough to go surfing on, but still larger than your average ski boat.
Tl;dr: 18-wheelers are the new scourge of the seas, not sharks.