So I'm leaving my neighborhood in broad daylight, talking to a client on the phone with the driver's window down. I hear the sound of running, look to my left and there's a large doe running parallel to me on the other side of the road. It's a 25 zone and she's edging over and clearly trying to go in front of me when she suddenly turns sharply as I hit the brakes. I start screaming NO! NO! NO! at the top of my lungs as the ABS kicks in and I'm drifting into the gravel on my side watching the deer vector into my fender. At the last second, she grazes the bumper tip so lightly I don't feel it but see her hip jerk, and then she flashes across in front of me. Mission accomplished, apparently - and I have hit my first deer ever after numerous near misses. The closest one was ironically also in this 80 and involved a deer frantically running in broad daylight from the middle of a field and responding to some inner need to get across in front of me even though it took a lot of running to try to beat me. In that case, I was towing and floored it while my wife and I watched in disbelief for nearly 5 seconds as it was touch and go with his vector. What's with this weird need to do that, and it makes me wonder if that's what they always do at night and we simply don't see it until they suddenly flash out and get nailed??
Anyhow, my client got a kick out of me screaming and he could hear the brakes and a box in the cargo area slam the seat. The ironic part? I am days away from ordering a couple ARB bull bars........strange.
DougM
Anyhow, my client got a kick out of me screaming and he could hear the brakes and a box in the cargo area slam the seat. The ironic part? I am days away from ordering a couple ARB bull bars........strange.
DougM