Back in my younger, dumber years, when I liked Fords (I still like my mustangs), I restored a 65 coupe to an award-winning concours correct show car. That baby was beautiful, low miles, 289 auto, A/C---very nice after I detailed the engine, redone all the upholstery and carpet and dash, etc. with all brand new stuff.

On one of the few days I drove it, on Thanksgiving night, a doe jumped in the road in front of me. I slowed down when suddenly, BAM! An eight point buck jumped in front of me--right in front---I couldn't react.

She never was a show car after again that.
But sweet revenge, that deer was the best tasting deer of all
