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It's always nice to hear that tonight I could have died...great. I heard that tonight.
Derrick and I were taking a leisurely drive to Columbus to get some food and hang out with his aunt and uncle when a deer decided to trot across the road. No, not trot, more like scamper. Well, let's be honest, it ran right at his car. We both saw the deer as it was approaching and started freaking out. It struck the passenger side, which if you're slow, was where I was sitting. I was a bit scared. It just hit and then it was over. Derrick calmly pulled over to make sure we were ok and all that. Derrick: "Are you ok! Are you ok!" Me: "Yes, but your car!!!!!" I was so scared to open his door and see his whole right side smashed in. I didn't even want to think about the damage to his drums. I opened his door and to my horror...his door handle had broken off. That's it. It could have been a lot worse. It's cracked and there are some scrathes, but overall it's very minor. However, we were on a heavily populated road with no woods around. Where the hell was this deer coming from?
I called 911. First time I've ever had to do that. I'm mad I didn't pull the "What's the number again?" line. There were two other vehicles pulled over behind us. Apparently it hit the car behind us too, and I guess the other car was just nosy. Everyone was ok.
The cop came and assessed the damage. He asked me if we wanted the deer. Um, no thanks. I guess he told the other woman that if we would have been driving faster or if the deer had been going faster one of us could have been dead. That'd most likely be me since it hit my side. Also, if we would have sped up and missed it completely it would have hit the other car head on. The best possible situation happened. I'm so glad that Derrick was paying attention and that he didn't lose control of his car. I'm also glad that the deer's antlers didn't break the window and poke my eyes out. I'm just glad we're both ok and alive and all that.
I was really freaked out about it afterwards thinking about how I could have died. I guess God was looking out for us.
Other bad news--I didn't get McNulty for O-chem and I'm super pissed about it. I guess there are worse things in life though.
Derrick and I were taking a leisurely drive to Columbus to get some food and hang out with his aunt and uncle when a deer decided to trot across the road. No, not trot, more like scamper. Well, let's be honest, it ran right at his car. We both saw the deer as it was approaching and started freaking out. It struck the passenger side, which if you're slow, was where I was sitting. I was a bit scared. It just hit and then it was over. Derrick calmly pulled over to make sure we were ok and all that. Derrick: "Are you ok! Are you ok!" Me: "Yes, but your car!!!!!" I was so scared to open his door and see his whole right side smashed in. I didn't even want to think about the damage to his drums. I opened his door and to my horror...his door handle had broken off. That's it. It could have been a lot worse. It's cracked and there are some scrathes, but overall it's very minor. However, we were on a heavily populated road with no woods around. Where the hell was this deer coming from?
I called 911. First time I've ever had to do that. I'm mad I didn't pull the "What's the number again?" line. There were two other vehicles pulled over behind us. Apparently it hit the car behind us too, and I guess the other car was just nosy. Everyone was ok.
The cop came and assessed the damage. He asked me if we wanted the deer. Um, no thanks. I guess he told the other woman that if we would have been driving faster or if the deer had been going faster one of us could have been dead. That'd most likely be me since it hit my side. Also, if we would have sped up and missed it completely it would have hit the other car head on. The best possible situation happened. I'm so glad that Derrick was paying attention and that he didn't lose control of his car. I'm also glad that the deer's antlers didn't break the window and poke my eyes out. I'm just glad we're both ok and alive and all that.
I was really freaked out about it afterwards thinking about how I could have died. I guess God was looking out for us.
Other bad news--I didn't get McNulty for O-chem and I'm super pissed about it. I guess there are worse things in life though.