Many, many years ago there was a couple of "outlaw" deer hunters in my extended family who killed a deer a little after sunset. Knowing speed was important they ran out and picked the deer up and threw it into the back of their station wagon. Down the road they went. About two miles later the deer regain its sense and was sitting up on it hind haunches.
Now understanding they had a live deer in a moving car, the dumber of the two, shoots the deer with his rifle while inside the car. The bullet passed threw the deer's neck, not hitting anything vital and went out the side rear window. Startled, the deer proceeded to panic and started kicking like heck. After a minute the car was stopped just as the deer kicked out the rear window of the SW. At that point they opened the rear gate of the SW and the deer got out of the car and ran off supposedly never to be seen again.
So the deer got away. The car was filled with blood and had two broken windows plus some damage from the kicking. And to add insult to injury one "hunter" had a ruptured ear drum which healed but always gave the fellow a slight loss of hearing from that side. Now this story is true and both fellows were cousins of my parents. One each side. Best part was that it was the "wife's" SW who was more pissed than any game warden or judge every would have been. Everyone's gone now but the deer may still be around.
