Well Scott and I had an interesting night last night. As we were driving back home from my parents in MA last night on 91, a mile before the VT welcome center, a stupid bear ran right into the side of Scott's car. Scared the living shit right out of us. Scott saw the bear running towards us and he told me to hold on. I had no idea what he was talking about until I looked over at him, and I saw the bear in his window and then BAMMMMMMMM! Damn thing moved the car sideways. Good thing he was driving and not me because I probably would have driven us down the embankment. So we pulled over and we didn't see the bear in the road, so he probably ran into the woods. We drove to the State Police Barracks and reported it. When we got home we took flashlights to check out how bad the damage was. I thought it would have been a much bigger dent with the way this bear hit the car, but it wasn't dented too bad, but it was all scratched up and a small dent on the rear quarter panel. Dumb ass bear.