I smacked a deer in Utah, at 65 mph at night. Three deer crossed the road in front of me, got the last one. Had all kinds of smoke after impact. Thought I holed the radiator. Instead it was just a pushed in fender hitting my passenger front tire. Someone stopped and helped me pull out the fender from the tire. Drove into the next town and went into the general store to report the accident to the state police. Proprietor told me that mine was the third deer hit that week.
It was weird turning in my rental vehicle at Salt Lake City airport, but everything was fine. Fortunately, that was a work trip.
Was in Tooele, if you know what they do there. Big base there. Took an hour to drive from the edge of the base to range control, as it was about 65 miles. Had to check in there everyday to get a briefing and a detailed schedule. Didn't want to be in the area when they were testing the nasty stuff nearby.