n2epv
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- Joined
- August 23, 2008
- Messages
- 188
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- City, State
- Pittsfield, MA
- Year, Model & Trim Level
- 04 XLT 4.6, 01 Jetta VR6
Used to drive a '90 T-Bird - great car but it died of rust. Driving to work in the morning on the first day of deer hunting season. I knew to be on the lookout for bambi as hunting season gets them all out in places where you normally never see them. Along the trip in one location, there are large flat farmer's fields on both sides of the road. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a deer running tword the road and I instinctively slow down. I then get a better look, and this deer is really moving - straight at me from the right side - and faster than I thought a deer ever could go. I slammed on the brakes, then sped up then slammed on the brakes again. Each time I change speed this deer seems to change course to keep heading right at me. I slam on the brakes a second time, come to a complete stop just as - BLAM - it hits the front right fender and goes a** over teakettle up over the hood.
So here I am along the side of the road with a dented fender plus scratches and dents on the hood trying to collect my composure and a state trooper pulls up behind me. "Honest officer - I didn't hit a deer, the damn dear hit me!" "License and registration please."
So here I am along the side of the road with a dented fender plus scratches and dents on the hood trying to collect my composure and a state trooper pulls up behind me. "Honest officer - I didn't hit a deer, the damn dear hit me!" "License and registration please."