Just home from work,just changed my shorts and just cracked a beer (Negra Modelo)Why? DEER freakin DEER not 1 not 2,
3 freakin deer.
Straight strech of road no traffic doin about 60, up head i see deer run across street, Figure may be anoher one start slowing down second one crosses.Figure I'm clear start to open the throttle HEAR COMES BAMBI freaking thing not much
bigger than a dog. I catch its ****** end with the front tire.
force spins it. its head and shoulder slap my right leg.
Wobble wobble but dont fall.Pull to the side stop shut bike
off. Walk around in circles for a minute beat (to get my heart started again) my chest and sing praise to god.Get back on and head for home.
Why the critter did not get sucked under the tire? I dont know.What kept me on two wheels I dont know that either.
My right leg feels like I got one mother of a bruise comiing on. I'll inspect the bike for damage in the morning.
But thats gonna be my last night ride of the season.
Right now my beer is just empty enough to pour a shot of JD
in.
No wonder I frakin drink.
