skidmarks
While driving home from Fling earlier tonight I came inches from wiping out when deer ran across the road directly in front of my car not once but twice. I stood on the brake, skidded, crossed the yellow line and missed the venison on the hoof by mere inches. They would both would have received "JEEP" tattoos as well. The first time was near the Rte. 41/1 interchange and then about a mile from home. This erased any "warm fuzzy' that I had earlier. DAMMIT!
Anyone who really knows me will attest to that fact that it really takes allot for me to lose my cool.
Anyone who really knows me will attest to that fact that it really takes allot for me to lose my cool.