When I was a kid, we had a flash flood in our little town. A fellow was washed away in the water and many people turned out ( including Dad and me ) to search for him. I was walking along the edge of the creek when I spotted hair floating amidst all the twigs and trash in the water. Using a stick, I poked and prodded the area until a plastic doll's head came bobbing up. It scared the devil out of me. I can't remember now if the fellow was ever found, but I will never forget the sight of that doll.