Jerry’s Story
“From what I can remember, I was on my way across from Lincoln over to Louth to go and see a mate.”
Jerry remembers the day in fragments. Both the police and him believe deer ran across the road, and as he instinctively swerved to avoid them, his car left the road, hit a tree, crossed several ditches and came to rest 50 to 60 metres off the road, hidden deep in woodland.
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