My best friend riding buddy hit a deer on his bike about 7 or 8 years ago - right in front of me - about a half mile from his house. It was in the dark...I first found his bike....I then found the dead deer...and then found my buddy - in the ditch unconsious with blood everywhere. Turns out most of the blood belonged to the deer. My friend ended up with a badly broken wrist and some road rash on his face. All very scary.
I returned the favor to him a couple years later by hitting a deer while riding right in front of him on I-90 in Minnesota (with my cruise set at 80 mph at about 5:00 a.m., getting an early start to our day). After thinking he had just witnessed my demise - he was equally afraid on my behalf!
We've got this nasty habit together... I've driven him to the hospital after his breaking an arm while skiing - and he's driven me to the hospital after my destruction of a knee while skiing...
And he drove me to the hospital after my missing finger incident... And I've driven him to hospital after that incident with the Bobcat...our cabin has this nasty incline down to the lake. Everything stayed dry, though!
Then their was that time when his brother crashed his boat with us in it at around 90mph.. We all survived

(well...not the boat) And then there was the time he crashed his ultralight airplane into the cornfield...but that was a mechanical failure. We decided not to let his mother know about that one...
To be fair, we been friends for a
lot of years, and we do a
lot of stuff together. Percentage wise - odds are strongly in our favor of not going to the hospital together...


Beats being a couch potato, right?