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i started "borrowing" my parents cars when i was about 12. there would usually be a couple of my friends with me, but i always drove. one night, i let someone else drive. i wasn't expecting him to drive fast, but he got in and just started smashing through the gears and pretty soon we're doing around 80 mph down a dirt road with 5 people in the car, radio blasting, then.....a decent size buck sticks its head out of the ditch and starts walking across the road. all of this seemed like slow motion and i remember it like it was yesterday. my buddy who was driving locks up the brakes- we're still headed right at it and it's just staring at us now. he reaches down and grabs the e brake. see ya..i don't know how many times we spun, but through the windshield all i saw was ditch, road, ditch, deer/road, ditch, road.... somewhere in that sequence the deer disappeared, and we went into the ditch ass end first.
i reached over, shut the radio off, and everyone just sat there in silence until the dust settled. at that time, i suggested that it might be a good idea if i drive.
only damage done to the car was a couple of small cracks in the rear bumper, and we blew the right rear tire off the bead.
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