True story:
Traveling on I90 in SD, construction ahead. Car in front of me completely stops instead of slowly merging. Of course I stop...BAMMMM!! I get rear-ended. So, car is in the shop for about a month. The very next day I get it back, about 0600hrs, Im going to work. Its late November and happily going on I190. At a distance I see a deer crossing the highway, I look at it and mumble. Right as I turn back to look ahead, BAMM!!,BAMM!!.... TWO!!!, not one, two baby deer (bambi) at the same time and on each front side.
Thats not the end of it. As you may now guess Im pissed. I dont bother to stop, I just go. As Im heading in to work, Im hearing this grinding sound coming from underneath me. Im thinking,"great, my exhaust". So I come up to the entry gate and the person, with a K-9, waves me through (Air Force) without any concern. When I get out of the car to assess the damage, OUCH!! all over with some fur. Some time midday, someone comes up to me and asks, "hey, whats hanging underneath your car". Concerned, I go to inspect, and low and behold, the is half a deer hanging. Literally, it was if it was bisected with a precision blade right through the center.
To this day I still dont know how it was stuck, but it was. I had dragged that thing for 13 miles, and the grinding I was hearing on the way was bambi. To top it off, when I went home from work, you could clearly see a blood trail on the other side of the highway (mine) leading all the way to the murder scene.
What about the K-9 at the gate....how did I get through?
Traveling on I90 in SD, construction ahead. Car in front of me completely stops instead of slowly merging. Of course I stop...BAMMMM!! I get rear-ended. So, car is in the shop for about a month. The very next day I get it back, about 0600hrs, Im going to work. Its late November and happily going on I190. At a distance I see a deer crossing the highway, I look at it and mumble. Right as I turn back to look ahead, BAMM!!,BAMM!!.... TWO!!!, not one, two baby deer (bambi) at the same time and on each front side.
Thats not the end of it. As you may now guess Im pissed. I dont bother to stop, I just go. As Im heading in to work, Im hearing this grinding sound coming from underneath me. Im thinking,"great, my exhaust". So I come up to the entry gate and the person, with a K-9, waves me through (Air Force) without any concern. When I get out of the car to assess the damage, OUCH!! all over with some fur. Some time midday, someone comes up to me and asks, "hey, whats hanging underneath your car". Concerned, I go to inspect, and low and behold, the is half a deer hanging. Literally, it was if it was bisected with a precision blade right through the center.
To this day I still dont know how it was stuck, but it was. I had dragged that thing for 13 miles, and the grinding I was hearing on the way was bambi. To top it off, when I went home from work, you could clearly see a blood trail on the other side of the highway (mine) leading all the way to the murder scene.
What about the K-9 at the gate....how did I get through?