going fifty-five miles an hour with the headlights on and the horn blowin’.
Actually I’m kidding. I don’t drive a van and I didn’t manage to lay claim to some fresh bambi burgers, but the deer made one hell of a suicide run out of it. The lead deer distracted me, diverting my attention to the left side of the road. It did so in a way that I couldn’t even tell what it was. Deer number two then jumped in front of my car from the right side — missed it by about a foot.
Those are elusive little creatures there.
