Lunch at Coal House BBQ. Then the fun part of 119, then 421, 80 and 550.
Hammer down on 550 I see a deer running up the hillside....so I shut it down hard figuring there are more....and signal everyone behind me. Crest the hill and there is a doe and her few days old fawn in the middle of the road. Full on ABS...the fawn freezes so I dove right. That moved the fawn left where it froze again and found itself staring at the front tire of an MT10 that stopped 2 feet short of it.
That fawn should now understand the value of ABS. I know Jamie and I do.
So we start to accelerate and are still going slow and around the corner comes a cop.
So we saved that fawns life, and it for sure saved us tickets. Win win.