So I got T-boned by a deer tonight as I ferried the oldest Urchin to dance class. It ran right into the side of the minivan, crunching the handle of the sliding door.
There's still a tuft of fur jammed in the side of said door handle. It was one of those times when there was nothing I could have done. It shot out of the woods at top speed like the hounds of Hell were on its heels. Or at least a pack of ill-tempered and slightly rabid squirrels. And head butted the side of the van. I saw it get up and move off in the rear view as I kept going.
At least the person tailgating me in the snowfall didn't run it over. They were (barely) able to stop in time.
All in all, it could have been much worse.
So, any deer collisions in your past?
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