Epic tale of death and destruction
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From: West Henrietta UPSTATE NY
This was a HUGE deer, well old enough to know better than to walk out in front of cars
Sorry to hear about your situation!!!
Remember deer are dumb. The only thing you can count on is they will do the wrong thing. They will stand still when they ought to run, they will run in the wrong direction, they will act just like the large rodents they actually are.
I know it must hurt to know they messed up the S2000 just after it was fixed, but deer are such a problem where I live I have to say - count your blessings, nobody was seriously hurt!
Deer alerts are on every vehicle I own, especially on the 650 Nighthawk!
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From: Lathrup Village
The car can be fixed. More importantly, you guys are ok. I had a similar incident in my Passport. It happens so fast and they can leap out 30 feet in an instant. If you can see them on the shoulder you are in great danger.
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From: Asheville,
G/S,
Sorry to hear about your tough luck. And I'm glad you two are OK. Two of my co-workers on the way to work had their cars struck by deer. Both guys were going about 15mph when the deer head-butted the cars' door panels
-John
Sorry to hear about your tough luck. And I'm glad you two are OK. Two of my co-workers on the way to work had their cars struck by deer. Both guys were going about 15mph when the deer head-butted the cars' door panels
-John
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From: Seattle
Ow! Glad you're both OK.
I had a Miata spin in front of me last weekend at PIR, but it had the good sense to stay put once it stopped spinning so I could avoid it!
Ted
p.s. Come to think of it, I did have a deer encouter in the S2000, too. On the Pacific Northwest drive up Hurricane Ridge a deer darted between KenS2K's car and mine. Fortunately we were going about 4 MPH at the time, and it managed to miss us both.
I had a Miata spin in front of me last weekend at PIR, but it had the good sense to stay put once it stopped spinning so I could avoid it!
Ted
p.s. Come to think of it, I did have a deer encouter in the S2000, too. On the Pacific Northwest drive up Hurricane Ridge a deer darted between KenS2K's car and mine. Fortunately we were going about 4 MPH at the time, and it managed to miss us both.
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From: Chicago
Well, when I saw you two last - I do remember saying have a safe trip...
It's my fault...I didn't throw water behind you as you left for good luck - go like the water comeback like the water (Turkish superstition).
Sondra, next time you visit , I'm getting a bucket ready instead of the usual glass!
Glad you two are safe
It's my fault...I didn't throw water behind you as you left for good luck - go like the water comeback like the water (Turkish superstition).
Sondra, next time you visit , I'm getting a bucket ready instead of the usual glass!
Glad you two are safe
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From: San Diego
Greg & Sondra, glad to hear you're both okay. Sorry about the incident and Sonda, your prolonged abstinence from vtecing. Hope your car turns out looking like the million bucks it's cost you in grief recently.
My only devastating encounters have been with those other dears, who turned out not to be.
cal
My only devastating encounters have been with those other dears, who turned out not to be.
cal
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From: Austin
Thanks to everyone for your well wishes! I really can't do much other than laugh and shake my head in utter amazement. Life is too short to let something like this take up too much time in my consciousness, though getting back into the Accord after my last-minute flight back to Austin sucked!
To answer some questions, my insurance covers it and I will be back in the saddle in about 2 weeks. Larry and his guys at Body Werks are true artists, and I feel very lucky that it happened close enough to just take it back to him. I do feel, though, that I just got to borrow my own car for a few hours before I had to give it back!
Anyway, I'm back home safe and sound, and Greg is cracking another beer open as I type. It's all as good as it could be until my 2 weeks are up!
To answer some questions, my insurance covers it and I will be back in the saddle in about 2 weeks. Larry and his guys at Body Werks are true artists, and I feel very lucky that it happened close enough to just take it back to him. I do feel, though, that I just got to borrow my own car for a few hours before I had to give it back!
Anyway, I'm back home safe and sound, and Greg is cracking another beer open as I type. It's all as good as it could be until my 2 weeks are up!
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From: Santa Clara
My dad is a gun-toting lunatic. And he hunts sometimes, too.
One day he was driving home in his Suburban (which, by the way, has the interior volume to contain an entire S2000 if slighty crunched), following a Thunderbird. They went around a blind curve at 50 mph, and the T-bird nailed a deer pretty much straight on, and went off the road into the ditch.
My dad jumped out, helped the guy in the T-bird out of his car, then asked him if he wanted the deer.
Long story short, my dad brings the dead, bleeding deer home in the back of the Suburban (he carries a huge tarp all the time, apparently anticipating exactly this kind of situation). He proceeds to hang it up from the big tree in front of our house, throws up a hanglight, and begins to dress it in full view of our neighbors.
We live in a yuppie neighboorhood where my sister and I were shunned as children for attending public schools. The children stood in the street, at the edge of the cone of light, and threw up. The next day we received a letter indicating my family was no longer welcome at the Brandonwood Homeowner's Society.
Since the "immaculate eviction," my father has decided to forego any kind of social grace, has set up two tree stands in the woods behind the house, and has placed a number of full-size, three-dimensional rubber animals around the house. He has a deer, a turkey, and some other figures. He dons full camo, climbs into the trees, and repeatedly stalks and kills his rubber animals with arrows. He does this almost nightly in the summer, which means the midsections of the deer wear out pretty rapidly. When the midsections are turned into swiss cheese, he's almost always found a spectator who would like to keep it. He gave one to a kid, about 10 years old, who lived down the street. The next day it was on our doorstep with a VERY rude note. You'd never have thought that Ms. Private-Schoolteacher could use those words so many times in one handwritten letter.
- Warren
One day he was driving home in his Suburban (which, by the way, has the interior volume to contain an entire S2000 if slighty crunched), following a Thunderbird. They went around a blind curve at 50 mph, and the T-bird nailed a deer pretty much straight on, and went off the road into the ditch.
My dad jumped out, helped the guy in the T-bird out of his car, then asked him if he wanted the deer.
Long story short, my dad brings the dead, bleeding deer home in the back of the Suburban (he carries a huge tarp all the time, apparently anticipating exactly this kind of situation). He proceeds to hang it up from the big tree in front of our house, throws up a hanglight, and begins to dress it in full view of our neighbors.
We live in a yuppie neighboorhood where my sister and I were shunned as children for attending public schools. The children stood in the street, at the edge of the cone of light, and threw up. The next day we received a letter indicating my family was no longer welcome at the Brandonwood Homeowner's Society.
Since the "immaculate eviction," my father has decided to forego any kind of social grace, has set up two tree stands in the woods behind the house, and has placed a number of full-size, three-dimensional rubber animals around the house. He has a deer, a turkey, and some other figures. He dons full camo, climbs into the trees, and repeatedly stalks and kills his rubber animals with arrows. He does this almost nightly in the summer, which means the midsections of the deer wear out pretty rapidly. When the midsections are turned into swiss cheese, he's almost always found a spectator who would like to keep it. He gave one to a kid, about 10 years old, who lived down the street. The next day it was on our doorstep with a VERY rude note. You'd never have thought that Ms. Private-Schoolteacher could use those words so many times in one handwritten letter.
- Warren