Jun 22, 2010

Drive Slow



I visited my grandma tonight. Before I left, we exchanged goodbyes, she thanked me for coming over and reminded me to drive slow.

After grandmas, I dropped my mom back off at her house and ate some pizza rolls. It was about 10:30pm and I decided to venture back home. As I backed out of their driveway, I remembered what my grandma told me earlier. Drive slow. Normally when I drive down my parents street, I go anywhere between 45-55mph. It's a country road, covered with trees on both sides. But tonight I decided to drive slow and go about 30mph. Sure enough, roughly half way down the road, a deer ran out in front of me. By the time I slammed on my breaks and came to a stop, it was about 3 feet in front of my car, completely lit up by my headlights. It looked at me for a moment, and then trotted off into the woods.

It's things like this that really make you think. Had I been going the regular speed down that road, would I have hit the deer? Would I have gone fast enough to pass it before it wondered out in the road? Would I have slammed into it full force and destroyed my SUV? Would I have swerved to miss the deer and wrapped my car around a tree? Would I have swerved and sent Bo flying out of the passenger window in his pet taxi? Would I have hit the deer head on and had it's antlers decapitate me in the process? (Okay that last was is a little extreme, and it was actually a doe, but still).

Drive slow. Thanks Big-G.