I once went hunting on interstate 91 in Vermont. It was early morning...still dark out. I was doing about 70 mph or so and was feeling really good about my car. I had just gotten new breaks and asked my brother in law to fill up my windshield washer fluid since it ran out. He never forgets but this time he did. A deer jumped out in front of me and I didn't even have time to take my foot of the gas. It was either bow or muzzle loader hunting season, so the deer were on the move early. Well...the collision knocked out my drivers side headlight, messed up my air conditioner and made a complete mess of my windshield (not broken...just a whole bunch of...ick, you could say.)
So, I hit the washer fluid button and nothing...no fluid. It just smeared all this blood, hair, fat and guts all over my windshield. I had to drive about 8 miles with me head out the window, in the dark with one headlight to the next exit. It was a truck stop I pulled into and the hunters all descended upon me like I was the next coming of Jesus Christ. "What'd ya hit? Gonna keep it? Where's it at?" hehehe. I told them no, I didn't want to keep it and my road kill was all theirs and told them where to go. They took off like a bat out of hell, racing to that dead dear in the middle of the road.
Damn it, I STILL made it to visit with my fiance' at the prison. He was mad at me for driving over 100 miles to see him after essentially wrecking the car. Now that's devotion for ya...
Deer are a pain, but it won't kill ya. Moose, on the other hand...those scare me. Their legs are so long and their body weight is high up. Hit them and they come right in the windshield with a ton or better to crush you. F*ckers charge cars, too.