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Having never hit a deer before, I was unsure what the correct procedure was. So, I called Nelson. Both cell and home, and no answer. And in my hour of need too! Whatever.
Then it dawned on me that I could call Becky. So, I did. Once more, she is my hero, and the voice of calm reason in my excitable world! (Love you!)
I was pretty sure the deer kept on going - I didnt stop to check it out. That never crossed my mind until about 6 miles later.....
And, I wasnt sure if I should have pulled over to check out the damage or not. (So, I chose to just go home!)
Here is the damage:
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