So here is a story.
Last night riding my scooter I was breezing through the back roads on a midnight drive. It was a beautiful 85 and the moon was shining. Just a perfect night for a cruise around town and it's backroads.
Suddenly, the middle of the drive I became a little parched. There was no one on the roads, so I immediately did a quick U-Turn towards main street. I thought I might buy myself some pink lemonade, I haven't swallowed such a drink in quite the while.
I was going about 40-45, and the bugs were tinking off the screen on my helmet. The roads were dead quite, not a sound. Considering the week I had it was nice just being by myself. I had recently found a girl, and I've been hanging with my friends almost every evening. I thought to myself that this was truly the happiest I've been in a while.
And that's when the white-tail leaped out of the woods.
You ever throw a grenade in a multiplayer game and you manage to target bomb some poor sucker just so perfectly you feel like a marksman? That perfect timing kind of felt like that.
With no time to react I collided with the furry creature. I could feel it's warm fur as it's backside spun to dirt on the side of the road. Still on, but barely, instinctive reaction kicked in and I, very foolishly, as I was wearing sandals, put my foot to the ground.
I flipped off the side of my scooter and it flipped over as it rumbled to a stop. My rag doll of a body slid about 10 feet on the pavement.
"Fuck!" I cursed to the empty road. I got up from the ground and started moving my joints. Nothing felt broken, and I wasn't in any real pain, so my eyes turned towards to the deer. It wiggled and kicked attempting to get up with the last of it's strength, but very rapidly it started to calm itself and let death (I assume) take over.
I got the phone out of my pocket. Still intact, I turned on my flashlight app to examine my injuries. I could feel some pressure on my toe, so I looked there. Like putting it a few times through a cheese grater, I had destroyed my toe. It resembled raw meat besides the chunk of skin dangling off from it.
The right side of my body was littered with road burn. The main injuries being my foot, knee, and hand. A little scared, I went over to my scooter. I love my scooter, and I was terrified it might be totaled. I pick it up, and find that it still starts. In fact, the only real damage was the lights, which has been bent heavily to right side.
I drove home in pain as the adrenaline wore off and walked inside. With a help from my parents a visit to the hospital today, I now look like a preppy mummy. And they ruined my Banana Republic shorts. But, oh well.
I consider myself incredibly lucky. Considering the speed and the circumstances, I came out with this collision with only deep cuts and road burn. I remember hitting the deer and considering if I was going to break a bone for the first time. Luckily, I did not.
Either way, lying on my bathroom floor, I took a picture and thought I might tell you guys about it. So please, enjoy this picture of my chewed up toe.
TL;DR - I hit a deer riding my scooter going around 40-45 and it was not fun. Here's a picture of my bloodied body.
