We saw two deer dart into the two lane interstate. I looked at the speedometer and noted that My Hero was able to slow 10 mph to 60 before we collided with one of the deer. He didn't swerve, just came to a stop. I remember saying, "You did a good job. You did the right thing." This was later verified by Geico and Iowans alike. Swerving usually exacerbates the problem. We were unscathed, but shaken. The kids were especially scared and we wouldn't let them get out of the car. There was glass everywhere, but we showed them the pictures that we took. Four cars (including one Semi) pulled over behind us and they say the deer flew 40 feet in the air before landing beside the road. The deer did not fare so well. We used our magic phones to call our insurance company. Meanwhile a police officer pulled over, walked up to my window and said, "Welcome to Iowa." He got an accident report for us pronto.
Then we used our magic phones to google for repair shops near Des Moines (at this point I'll stop being shy about it; I'm completely in love with my iPhone) and there weren't so many shops open after noon on a Saturday, but we found one only 30 miles backwards. The engine was fine, so I put on some ski goggles to protect myself from flying shards of glass and held a map over the windshield hole with my feet. My Hero took it nice and easy. After we settled into the waiting room at the repair shop, I started to get the shakes and tears. People started telling us stories of untimely death and destruction in similar scenarios. The inside of our car looked as if it had been sprinkled with pixie-dust, there was so much glass, but no one had been cut. Finally, the air bags did not deploy. For short people like me, that can often cause the most damage so I thought that was a miracle, too. It was basically a three hour delay in our journey and some hotel juggling to get us on track again. I'm feeling tender about life.
We didn't see the deer as we passed the collision spot. We have two theories. 1. The deer was merely stunned and eventually scrambled to it's feet and continued on it's way as well. 2. There is a list in Iowa for people who want to haul away fresh road kill as cheap, delicious wild game (this part is not theory), so we think somebody took the deer home for dinner. Maybe someone from the list or maybe one of the four cars that pulled over to make sure we were okay.
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