This past Sunday I was my way back to Atlanta, after spending the weekend in Ohio for my favorite aunt's funeral. 20 miles outside of Canton I hit a deer! It was pitch black, we were going about 70 and all of a sudden there's a deer in the middle of the lane only about 50 yard away! I managed to slow the car down to around 35 and swerved to the left gently, which would have meant that would not hit the deer, but true to form, the damn stupid deer ran to the left and I clipped it with the right side of the car.
Believe me, there was no more room for me to turn anymore, without either flipping the car or ending up going across the median into on coming traffic. It was surreal watching it land on the windshield, no it didn't break it, and then disappear into the darkness.
The damage is a broken light unit, the impact force was hard enough to force the front right panel back a hair so the passenger door will not open and a few small dents. Of course it could have been worse if we'd hit it head on, most likely it would have been sitting in our laps! I hate to imagine hitting one on my bike, yikes!