I survived a deer attack (and it pooped on my car)

Tonight, or rather last night as it's obviously this morning, Jim hosted a party for my friend Brad who is leaving for Canada next week. We arrived rather late and left later than anticipated. We had almost made it back to my apartment in Omaha. We were almost to Exit 402 (by Cabella's). The next exit was the "L" Street exit. I was in the far left hand lane.

All of a sudden, I see something move in the middle of the road by the concrete barrier separating eastbound and westbound traffic. Then I hear John yell "Deer!" "Deer!!" In a split second I thought "What is that? That can't possibly be a deer. What the hell is a deer doing in the middle of the interstate?! Oh, shit!" I tried to dodge the deer by braking and steering to the left. The point of impact was my left headlight. I think I knocked the deer around and I'm guessing it died on impact.

I pulled over to the side of the road, directly in front of the Exit 402 sign and I looked at John and said "What is that smell?!" John handed me his phone and I called the police. Then, he got out of the car to look at the damage. He came back and said it didn't look too bad, mostly cosmetic. I got out of the car to look and I couldn't really say anything. As I was getting back in the car, I noticed something on my mirror. It looked like dirt or tar under the light on the interstate.

I had the car towed because the seat belts had locked up and there was no way we could breathe and have them on. Plus, the front bumper was rubbing against the front tire. The tow guy was nice enough to drop us off at my apartment complex and then we followed him to the dealership. As he was unloading the car, he noticed me looking at the mess on my car and he looked at me and said "Yup, that's deer poop."

So, not only did I hit the deer and kill it, I actually did scare the shit out of it. All the way down the driver's side of my car.

Without further ado, here are the photos:

The white thing you can see is the container for my windshield wiper fluid. Directly behind that was my battery from what I could see.

The beginning of the poo:

And, most of the poo...yeah, that's gross:

I swear I have some of the worst luck with cars. My poor baby...