This actually happened in late 1983 on Rt 15 North of Williamsport, PA. Pisser was that the car had recently been purchased new.. That’s why I was so careful to put the bag on the deer’s head to catch the blood dripping.
I’ve tamed down now... but was quite the character when young!!!
I used to drive Rt 118 every day from Hughsville PA to Dallas PA through Ricket’s Glen State Park. I always picked up the fresh road killed deer, sometimes multiples per trip.
The PA Game Commission regional office was right at the end of Rt 118 in Dallas so I would stop and get permits. Got to the point they didn’t want to see me any more and just gave me a permanent permit.
Now I’m happy just to take pictures of deer... Growing up it was survival.
Another funny thing we used to do was shoot arrows out of muzzle loaders. It started one day when one of us shot the ram rod through the target. After that we would just use a triple patch with no ball and shove a wooden arrow down the barrel with just the razor broadhead sticking out.
Problem was that the fletching smelled like rotten eggs afterward.
The arrows really flew straight as the barrel stopped the whip common when the arrow bends just after release.