Fucking deer, man. All I wanted was a nice cheesesteak sub after a long day of work. I thought I'd run down the road and pick one up before they close at 9pm. The second I got to the single dark, unlit section of the interstate - *BAM* - the fucker sprints out of nowhere , right in front of my old Mini Cooper at 65 mph.
It's the first time I've hit a deer in almost 30 years of driving. Luckily, I'm fine and the Mini seems to be running okay, though there is a nasty dent in the hood. It could've been much worse, had the deer not been fairly small (I think it was either a fawn or a young doe):
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