Same thing happened to my dad, except he didn't brake in time. A deer jumping might clear a compact car, but it sends them right through the windshield of a pickup. He was lucky because it wrapped around the windshield frame which prevented it from coming straight through completely. It ended up landing in the bed of the truck. I was 10 a cell phones were brand new and my dad didn't know how to use one but some lady stopped and let him borrow hers to call my mom, who answered just as he was giving up so all she heard was my dad handing the phone back to the lady saying "yeah I don't think it's working..." And the lady says "you're going to drive home with it sticking out like that!?" And my mom is screaming "WHAT? WHAT IS STICKING OUT? WHAT HAPPENED??" Since the deer didn't make it through the windshield, about 1/3 of the windshield was curved in pointing at the driver seat (because windshields have that laminate that prevents them from straight shattering) so my dad grabbed his work gloves, broke off the dangling windshield, and finished the drive home from work. Watched that crazy bastard pull up to the house covered in blood, guts, and a half a windshield. First thing he did after getting out of the truck was grabbed a cold beer and drank it like he just made it out of the Sahara, I think we'd all have guessed as much.