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Bob: It can happen, I remember once a local contractor had Ford dump trucks. One of his trucks needed a part, and the nearest part was about 50 miles away in New Glasgow. Local dealer, gave him a new station wagon and he, his driver and the driver's father headed through a wooded gravel road short cut. I driver's dad about 5'5", 260# was in front passenger seat. Clear things here contractor driver on the station wagon was Walter, truck driver in back seat was Russell, and his dad was Hiram. It was dark and they rounded a bend on the gravel road, about 50' in front of them was a bull moose, pawing the gravel. Hiram opened his door, stepped out, and leaning over the door waved his baseball cap, saying, "Get to H@!! out of the road." With that the moose charged, Russell said he never saw the old man move so fast in his life, as he did scrambling back in the car. Walter ditched the lights, they heard the moose gallop by, then he stopped at the sight of rear brake lights and went at the back of the station wagon. Walter pulled on the lights, here was the cow standing just about were the bull had been. Having the car in drive, he floored the accellator, got around the cow. Next morning they had the give the Ford dealer the bad news about his top of the line full size Ford station wagon. About $800. damage back in the early 60s. Russell told me, that by the time Walter pulled away from the bull, he had the whole back end of the station wagon opened up, just a bit too close for comfort in the back seat. I happened along in the midst of this news, said to them, "Hiram, you best let Walter tell the story, you and Russell are known to tip the bottle on ocasion."
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