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I was driving on the loop around town at dusk last night, when "BAM!" and somthing brown and furry flashed past my window.
Pulling over and turning on my flashers, I got out to find a four-point buck laying on the shoulder behind me, with his head stretched out across the line and into traffic. Bits and pieces of my driver side mirror littered the road.
I flagged the oncoming traffic to slow down. A car pulled over and a woman jumped out to see if I was OK.
That's when the deer got up. Yes, got up. He flopped over on his side again, got up again, stumbled off to the side and went out through the bushes.
Well, at least it was my old Monte Carlo...eight years, 207,000 miles.
Pulling over and turning on my flashers, I got out to find a four-point buck laying on the shoulder behind me, with his head stretched out across the line and into traffic. Bits and pieces of my driver side mirror littered the road.
I flagged the oncoming traffic to slow down. A car pulled over and a woman jumped out to see if I was OK.
That's when the deer got up. Yes, got up. He flopped over on his side again, got up again, stumbled off to the side and went out through the bushes.
Well, at least it was my old Monte Carlo...eight years, 207,000 miles.
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