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I'm 16-17 driving an early 70's Ford F100 pickup coming back from basketball practice going up a hill 5 miles from home in the late evening. There's a steer on the edge of the road who decides to panic and bolts towards me. I've got nowwhere to turn due to steep drop off on one side and steep bank on the other. Brake hard but its too late. Steer and I hit head on, kill's steer, takes out front of pickup-radiator, most of the suspension, bumpers, one fender. We're ok.
Witness in car behind me is the daughter of the family that own's the steer and her grandfather is my insurance agent. She goes ahead home and calls my dad and gets her dad and tells them both that the crazy steer charged and she was suprised I didn't swerve off the road trying to avoid it. Her dad gets a couple of their ranch hands and they haul the steer off and save the good parts for a bbq.
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