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had a bird get stuck in my roof visor,hit a turkey with the front end didnt do any damage but the turkey rolled off the hood and landed in the water funny as hell watching it flap in the water,a porsche would be a great critter gitter,but there would be nothing left of the car that is deer would be fine
My best kill is possibly also the largest number of kills in one event. Late one night I was driving thru the Mohave desert on route 14 in Calif. The road was deserted as usual, except for must be millions of little white mice all over the road for probably 50 miles or more. There were so many it was impossible to avoid them. So pop pop squish pop, splat for miles and miles. My youngest brother, the squirrel killer was in the truck at the time. So I am guessing the trauma is what caused him to take up critter killing with his cars ever since.
Ugh that's nasty.
Out towards where my dad lives, during the summer when it rains, hundreds of toads will come out onto the roads and hop around. I always end up hitting a few, and you can see tons of them just flattened all over the road.
My 6 year old son and I were coming home after the fireworks show last July. Just getting off the freeway, at the edge of the offramp is a doe. I hit the skids because I knew she would run in front of me and sure enough, she did. Hit her hard at about 50 mph - killed her. My son says "Dad, what was that?" I told him a deer ran in front of us and we almost crashed! After a minute or so he says "Dad?" "Why does deer try to kill people?" I couldn't help but laugh... he didn't think it was so funny though.
Out towards where my dad lives, during the summer when it rains, hundreds of toads will come out onto the roads and hop around. I always end up hitting a few, and you can see tons of them just flattened all over the road.
Driving through the Nevada desert on highway 50 one spring, I was on my way down the mountain just east of Austin. NVDOT had put up signs by the side of the road warning of slippery conditions ahead. It hadn't rained in weeks, the weather was clear and dry so I couldn't understand what would make the road slippery.
I came around the next bend and I found out. Mormon crickets, BILLIONS of them. They were crossing the road in some places so thick you couldn't see the stripes. Just driving through would cause you to kill thousands of them and they went on for miles and miles. And in a few places the road was really slippery because there were squashed crickets so thick your tires weren't touching pavement.
I hit a crane one time. I couldn't miss it as it had been hit by another vehicle passing me and dropped down in front of my car. Feathers everywhere. You couldn't see the road. It looked like I had run over a feather bed. I didn't realize just how big a crane was, and there are tons of little feathers under the big ones.
I normally don't hit anything in the road. I don't know whats in that paper bag, and small animal bones will go thru a tire just like a spike. Plus there is so much plastic on vehicles now days you know something is gonna break.jd
I once tapped my brakes to avoid a deer in my '90 F150, only to find a few hairs stuck in the blue oval in the grill a couple weeks later...never did quite figure out how that worked.
I guess I'm one of the more fortunate ones here. My worst kill was an oppossum that I thought was a trash bag as I turned out of the parking lot at work 15+ years ago. I tried to straddle it with my '87 Mercury Lynx, but apparently he didn't fit underneath very well. I did a quick u-turn to see what I had hit, and the blood stain was already huge, and was visible there for over 2 years!
Other than that, a couple birds, got a squirrel once that ran under the minivan at 45 MPH--got 'im with the back tire only--too quick for his own good, I guess.
A former co-worker of mine was driving home from work one night, driving down a 2 lane. Somebody coming the other way, in his headlights he sees the silhouette of a possum. So, he rolls his window down, thinking he's gonna get a front row seat to see it get squished.
Oh, it got squished all right.
Splat, just like a ketchup packet, all over his white truck, and got him in the face too.
A few years back I was driving over the mountain on the way up to Tahoe in a snowstorm. I'm driving my 4x4 with brand new studded tires so I'm travelling close to normal speed, when I come up behind a Crown Vic taxi (with fare,) who just couldn't stand the idea of me passing him. So I slow down to pass him but he speeds up so I can't go by without pushing my luck. So I lag way back, the snow gets worse, he slows to about twenty so I gas it to go by. I get just about there and he floors it and starts fishtailing all over the road and he hits a whole family of deer, killing three and running off the road. I didn't stop. I figured he's got a radio, let him deal with his own stupidity. I did feel sorry for his passengers.
I once 'almost' hit a cable car full of people.
Going down a steep hill when I lost my brakes half way down.
And of course I had a red light.
Luckily the kitty-corner stopped my car.
I blame the steepness of the hill, not the fact that a front brake hose let loose.
These hills here can be steep.
That one was close, though.
Luckily I was driving a..................DODGE, and not a.................RAM.
i was once following a slaughter house truck to work,i was working at the same place where the truck was going,any ways a deer jumped out in front of the semi and well the deer went SPLAT my f150 was hit with deer chunks and blood.the road had a nice red skid with ****ed up deer body on the side and a mile down the road was the head,it was a geat site to see on the way to the slaughter house
Once I was driving I-5 down the central valley in Cal., ran into one of those swarms of yellow butterflies. Everyone had to pull over and scrape off their windshields, I am surprised there were no wrecks as you couldn't see anything and hitting your wipers and washers just made it worse. The entire front of my white F150 had turned yellow and so many of them were plastered on the radiator that the truck ran noticeably hotter. When I got to my dest. ,I had to borrow a hose and blast water from the back of the radiator to get those damn things out of there so the truck would run cooler!
I was lucky I still had the ice scraper from winter in the truck or I would have had a fun time getting the windshield clear, I saw one poor guy using a bottle of water and his shirt to clear his windshield!
Once tagged a big doe in the butt with my Ranger, I guess she saw me and started running directly away from me down the road and I had hauled it down to probably 10mph by the time I hit her in the butt, she just did a end over flip and came up running again!. End result, NO damage to Ranger, but loss of $75.00 of groceries that were in the bed and slammed against back of the cab.