When I lived in Kansas I watched a doe running accross a 1000 yard field at an angle, as theshe got closer to my truck Im thinking to myself, she's going to hit my truck! I slowed down, so did she, I sped up, so did she! This went on 3 or 4 times till I slamed on the breaks, She hops the fince and plows right into the passanger door. Now Im setting there with my mouth hanging open, when she gets up, hops back over the fince, and runs back accross the 1000 yard field, and disapeers into the same spot she had come out of! I wont bother telling you the words that shot out of my mouth next, but it was not pretty!