A miss is as good as a mile ...

Unless it's a deer that crosses the road 20 feet ahead of you as you are traveling 55 mph. Then, although you don't actually hit the deer, your heart starts pounding as you realize how close you came to an accident.

I wanted to use my bright lights the rest of the way home after that, but of course you can't shine them at oncoming cars or too close to cars ahead of you, so I just had to keep alert.

And at least I am better off than these people.

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