You don't have to remember this but a while back I drove from Orygun to San Diego. I 5 through the high desert of northern California in the wee hours and deep into the loud pedal. "Oh what a feeling". Within that post I mentioned that the SC has the best stock hi beams I have ever.... I felt I could see a mile and the reflectors caught fire at a mile distant when I "engaged" the hi beams. More Lex magic.

A few weeks ago I drove over to Boise, Idaho with Wifey to visit relatives and friends. We drove in the night for most of the trip. It may be two lanes out across the desert of western Idaho but they built that road for 100 mph traffic, I swear. I cut that back to a Conservative 90+ and engaged the cruise control. Kidding, that. Well I felt reasonably secure with all that headlight reaching out there a mile and zero traffic and the road being smooth as a babies butt and all. Rounding a gentle sweeping curve and heading into a straight I perked right up because I thought I could see something in the middle of MY FRIGGEN ROAD. Who would dare? Didn't they know I how fast I was driving? As Rummy would say "was my attention beginning to focus and my bung hole beginning to pucker? You bet they were". Two Doe and a yearling were in the left lane. Then there was a 10 foot expansive gap of wide open freeway and then the 10 point buck BEGAN. I started pressing firmly on the brake (quiet) pedal and then went into panic mode MASH THE THING TO THE FLOOR. Remember lighting? That qualified this story for the board. Brakes is the other half. I went between the H E R D at a good 40 MPH and dropping. But, 40 at the point of what could have been the point of impact (officer). I might have gotten a few more MPH scrubbed off if it hadn't been for the doobie in one hand and the glass of red in the other. Just kidding again. As the Lex dumped her speed I felt this wup, whup, W HU P, whup permeate the car. That, Mary Jane, was the Anti Lock Braking System keeping Uncle John's car on the road. We went through those deer straight as an arrow and that is a good thing as there was not room enough to fit sideways. And sideways it wood have been from the way I was finessing the brake. The angels at Lex were looking over us.

My wife restrained me from going back to take another crack at the deer. I wanted her to role her window down and ***** slap that closest doe as I thought I saw her sneer as we went by. Must have been a sight for them. The Lex is such a quiet car we must have looked silly with our mouths open in full scream and those saucer-like eyes all glazed and the night being so deathly quiet on the road. Of course, I had another reason for getting the window rolled down. Wish my bung hole would'a stayed puckered. Ever see that painting titled "The Scream"? Ever lived it?

The moral here is that if the deer in your neighborhood don't wear big reflectors, well, you can't pick them out at a mile distant.

Great lights, great brakes.....still have to couple that with some sense. The road curved stupid!

I love this car. Subaru pilots never have this sort of story to tell. Enjoy.

John

 

i sat down with some popcorn and read this with a mountain dew in my left hand

lol i was entertained... :-)

 

wow.........

 

i want that 10-point buck on my wall....git r dun

i used to hunt back in Michigan but in NJ law prevents me from blasting bambis neck off and instead gives everyone a reason to visit the body shop annually. dern hippies..

 

wow is right. im from new york, didn't understand a damn thing you said but "deer". oh well....

 

yea sc's high beam is pretty bright and stopping them is no problem too .gotta love the abs feature

 

Wow me too


I was searching on headlights, when I came across this thread.
I felt bad not bumping such an entertaining story.

 

I still dont know what happened fells like I was wacthing trapped in the closet lol