At 5:30 in the morning, my dad nailed a deer at like 65 MPH. The funny part was that he didn't even stop and kept going to work. I chuckled. In the damaged regions of the car, there is deer hair sticking out. I chuckled again.
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I did that once, just kept going, cause the deer doesn't matter
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