Well, since this has turned into the resident road-kill thread, here goes.Originally posted by lambosv21
lol these stories are great, keep em coming
Driving on I-35, just south of Des Moines, about a year, year and a half ago. I'm in my Honda Prelude (I've since upgraded to an S2000 and upgraded again to '03 WRX). I'm trailing behind a Subaru Outback, about 3 or 4 car lengths.
I see some motion off to my right. It's a pheasant, gliding gracefully from the cornfield next to the highway. Tail feathers, LONG tail feathers, streaming beautifully behind it. It's not flapping its wings or anything; just out for a Sunday Afternoon glide. A nice, slow, relaxing glide.
Apparently, the pheasant was so enthralled in the moment, it failed to notice the highway. Or the Subaru Outback coming at it at around 80 mph. The pheasant disappears from view, going in front of the Subaru. Apparently the Subaru owner was out for a nice Sunday Afternoon drive, because he didn't brake, swerve, or show any indication that he was about to vaporize this bird.
Literally, I am not making this up, feathers EXPLODE from both sides of the car. it's like a fine mist of pheasant parts mixed with lots and lots of feathers, a cloud my car is now passing through. And now the most horrible part...what's left of it comes ROLLING over the roof of the car. I can't imagine the bloody trail it left going up the guy's windshield. It hits the pavement and I, who am also out for a nice leisurely Sunday drive, am so shocked over what I just saw, I don't brake or swerve or do anything. I feel that sickening BA-BUMP as I crush to smithereens what is left of the pheasant.
For about 20 minutes afterwards, I couldn't stop laughing. I just about pissed myself from the effort.