Glen and Ben left in the wee hours of the morning to go on a road trip to Dallas, Texas to get Ben set up for his summer job. Glen was driving Ben's car. They were traveling on the stretch of road between Monticello and Cortez when Glen spotted two deer on the road. It was 8 a.m. and it was light by then.
He slammed on the brake. One deer ran off and the other deer's hind leg crashed into the car, breaking the front light. (The deer hair remnants look very disgusting.)
Just to put everyone at ease--the deer lived and all is well. Well almost. There is now a headlight that needs replacing.
At least it's not a whole car that needs replacing as was the case with the new Avalon and the black cow. Nor does the whole side of the car need replacing as was the case with the brand new Crosstour and the deer.
Glen says he's averaging hitting a large animal every year. Let's hope this car/animal record has now ended.
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There are no words. I cannot believe this. I feel like nature is trying to tell Dad to just stay close to home.
P.S. Is it bad that a part of me wishes this had happened in the brand new car?
I'm with Becky. This is becoming more than coincidental.
Weirdest thing ever.
I think this was about the time we took Grandpa Ward's (Hyrum) driving privileges away. Too many fender benders in Sardine Canyon.
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