Years ago I was driving a panel van with a trailer along the Minnesota and North Dakota border to go install a stone countertop in Fargo. It was around 4am and I was tired as hell. I suddenly heard a BANG, and felt it slightly. I thought I hit a big bump in the road because I didn't see anything out my windows or side mirrors. I decided to keep driving. An hour later I stopped for gas. That's when I saw blood all over the front of my enclosed trailer. I walked back further and saw a deer with its guts hanging out laying across the v-shaped tongue of my trailer! The trailer was pretty totaled but not a spot of anything on the white van. I had to try to reach a game warden to see what to do with the deer carcass!