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This same thing happened to me in march. I was driving up in the hills late at night with a friend and was probably going 50 or so and I saw the deer on the shoulder not too far ahead. I assumed he was going to run out, so I applied the brakes and came to a quick stop about 10 feet infront of her just as she walked into the lane. I actually stalled the car because I only remembered it was stick as I came to a stop. I was pleasantly suprised by the braking power.
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