It was going to happen...eventually. The whole "hitting a deer" thing. The sensations weren't great. A quick peripheral view of fur followed by a loud thump, followed by no airbags, followed by confusion, and man was it dark outside. Cold to boot.
That morning, a small doe caused 5,000 bucks worth of damage in a split second. I could post a picture of the damage but I'd rather post a picture of whitetail photographed from the passenger's seat of the Ford a week or two before the accident. It was a peaceful moment.