I'm sitting here looking out on Shoal Creek, which runs below my window, and as the rain continues to fall I figured I better bone up on it's history. It used to be called the Sycamore River and Davy Crocket used it as a power source to run his powder mill, grist mill and distillery (i.e. gunpowder, grain and booze). A flood wiped him out in 1821 and he left the area.
On July 13, 1998 the creek flooded again after nine inches of rain fell in four hours, killing two people and resulting in the wide open space I have south of my place. Apparently the water came up to here and crested, wiping out the other homes in this sub-division.
They referred to that as a Hundred Year Flood which I find interesting considering that this will be the most rain in February ever around here.