Driving home from visit family, I was driving along cruising at around 75 MPH at around 3 AM when a deer decides that it wants to try to destroy my car and bring its life to a close. Luckily, possessed by the ghost of Dale Earnhardt, I was able to channel cheetah-life reflexes and dodge it while not losing control of my car and crashing. Scared me to death, I was paranoid the entire drive back, mistaking mailboxes and random stuff for animals poised to sabotage my life. LUCK.