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Back in the days when I regularly snoozed while Red was driving I fell asleep sometime after midnight on a trip home from B'ham. To be awakened by the sound of screeching brakes and then to realize that I was in the car that had slammed on the brakes is a moment in time that I will never forget or fully recover from. A deer with large antlers was standing in the middle of the road. Only after Red had braked and we had come to a stop did the deer calmly walk away. No snoozing in the car for me now. We drove back the next day to see if we could find the black marks in the road. We were less than 5 miles from home at the time.
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Quiet, mild-mannered souls might just turn out to be roaring lions of two-fisted cool.
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