Now things get a little "exciting".
After leaving the US/ Canada border crossing, I am very excited that the wife and I are on home turf and heading home with our newly acquired 06 FGT.
This is when fate declares "you are just a passenger on the road of life and along for the ride". What the hell does that mean???
After clearing the border crossing and with a great deal of excitement, I get onto the throttle in celebration and begin to race away onto our final journey home. I'm up to 75 MPH at this point.
Literally... only a half mile after leaving the crossing I see something a couple hundred feet up to my right, in the ditch. It's a deer running from the adjacent field onto the highway right in front of me.
Shit!!!!!!....... it's not one deer...... there's 5 of them running in a line, out of the ditch onto the road right in front of me. Damn!!!.... this is not good.
The 5 deer are all lined up and only 250 feet in front of me. They are running right across the highway and I don't have many options (I'm now having visions of wrecking my FGT on a bunch of stupid deer).
As I close the distance rapidly I quickly decide my only choice is to hammer down both pedals (the clutch and brake pedal) and hope for the best. As I bury my clutch and brake, the first two "smart" deer in the chain of 5 continue to run across the road. The second two "dumb" deer" at the trailing end of the chain reverse course and run back into the ditch in whence they came. Deer number #5, who was in the middle of the chain, and I refer to as "Idiot Mikey deer", decides to pull his deer in the headlights act (even though it was daytime and there were no headlights involved) and stops dead in the middle of the road. This is the reason I call him Idiot Mikey deer.
As I nearly lock up my brakes and come to a dead stop on a two lane highway I'm thinking "I wish I was in my F150, I would have clobbered "Idiot Mikey deer" in order to advance their species". I also note that I sure can smell my brakes after such an aggressive stop.
Now I'm at a dead stop and two deer are running to my left, two dear running to my right and "idiot Mikey deer" finally realizing that he's in jeopardy, subsequently departs to the ditch as well. I've come to a stop 30 feet short of hitting idiot Mikey deer so all is good.
My wife then turns to me and says "I'm awake now", to which I respond, "I am too". A near wreck on day two of traveling home....... good times.
I have to admit, the brakes on this car are fantastic.
QSS