A few weeks ago, heading out on the college's loop road, which borders Willowbrook Park, I saw two large deer bound across the four lanes and disappear into a woodsy copse behind the baseball field. It was dusk and they were hard to distinguish from the gray surroundings. Awesome, and terrifying, as you imagine your car running into one of them.
Yesterday evening, still bright at 7:15, crossing the Verrazano Bridge to Brooklyn, a minivan suddenly shot into our lanes from the other side, momentarily perpendicular to the oncoming traffic (including me), veered sharply left, and disappeared down the 92 St. exit ramp. The driver had used one of the breaks in the median reserved for emergency vehicles. Well, $12 is a lot to pay for a mistaken trip across the bridge.