When I lived in Texas (in the 60’s), we got 4” of rain in one hour, one summer afternoon. It was an unbelievable downpour, and drainage couldn’t handle it. I only had a sponge mop, and was trying to mop four inches of water out of the house, by soaking that little sponge, and squeezing it out, into a bucket.
A neighbor came over with a big broom, and pushed it out the door (after the rain stopped and water started receeding.) Water can be a blessing or a terror.
Here it’s either feast or famine!
That picture is half way between Odessa and Midland. Hasn’t changed at all, has it!