Playing bumper cars with a deer

As I was getting ready to go workout after work, I received this text from my son: “Well, I decided to play bumper cars with a deer.” I called him and heard the following…’I was peacefully driving down a highway when this deer came out of nowhere, ran down a steep embankment, crashed into my car, tumbled 2-3 times, got up and ran right back to where he had come from!” The front right fender was dented badly enough that it was rubbing against the tire. As he began to straighten it, he said, “This wasn’t what I planned to do tonight.” He groaned, “I don’t have time for this!”
That is exactly why I drive the exactly why I drive