I grew up in northern Michigan. So I have killed many deer with a car in my lifetime. The one that stands out the most is my first time killing with a car. We all remember our first like it was yesterday.
It was mid-October. When they are going into rut. That means they are chasing the pink dope. I was driving my 88 Ford Tempo when a deer ran out of nowhere. Before I could hit the brakes the road went dark. The sound of shit breaking was beyond terrifying. I almost pooped myself. I had to get my car towed home the next day.
This was a sad time for me. That meant I was back to riding the bus to school. I worked as many hours as I could to save up money to buy another car.