When my wife and I were dating, we would often shine the deer with the headlights in Mendon Ponds Park in Western New York. You cannot hunt in the park and it is loaded with Deer. The surrounding area is Sweet Corn Lots and Apple Orchards and their is White Oak Trees much older than any of us.
One particular night we are in my wifes 85 Mustang and the mowed grass area by a pond has about 50 or 60 deer in it. We are watching two nice bucks lock up and fight. It was very intense and extremely entertaining for anyhunter to watch. Standing behind them was a statuesque (spelling) 12 Pointer enjoying the show as well. He literally never flinched or moved a muscle for 15+ minutes. Then he decided to put his head down and charge the car. He was coming straight us full speed. We couldn't even react fast enough to get the car in gear and screamed like we were on a roller coaster. About 10 yards from the car he made a sharp right turn and proceeded to herd every deer out of the field like sheep or cattle dog. I don't know if this counts as being in the woods, but it scared the hell out of us thinking he was coming right through the windsheild.