Deer Xing By John Barr / Natural Wonders by John Barr / from Hundred Fathom Curve Sitting on sixty, we moved through Illinois. In fast slow motion, farm by farm, Wisconsin, like a realm whose deer dream cars and leap, came near. They panic, the wardens say. but this one was intent, crossing a lane to charge. The impact of a deer in the air was a near wreck. With a buckled front, but otherwise no harm, we stopped and backed. Sprawled in the ditch, wide-eyed, the doe looked surprised that it had died instead of us. As if that was the accident.