I worked in Devon a few years ago and lived in a cottage on Exmoor. The last night before I left to move back to Aus, I was enjoying one last blast down some great country lanes fairly late at night. As I rounded a corner travelling at exactly the posted speed limit…ahem…I came face to face with a stag that stood almost as tall as the elk in the video. Fortunately, he decided that scrabbling up the bank into the trees was a better option that entering my car through the windscreen. I suspect he would have made as much of a mess of me as my car would have of him!