This happened last night - pretty weird event really.
I was passing a ghey SUV on the inside of two lanes when suddenly a black and white puss cat runs at full pace from the far lane, right in front of me.
Even with a deft swerve to avoid him, the little guy catches my right guard, gets belted well hard and sprawls into the gutter. I stop and run back to help him where the gay SUV dude has stopped too. He is pretty fukced up, his right paw is at some dodgy angles and he has a big scrape on his face.
So I guess I won our first encounter.
I wrap him in a blanket, get him in the WRX and take some directions to get to a 24hr animal shelter from the gay dude.
Once I get him there, he has somehow gotten from the rear compartment and is now under my passenger seat.
I stick my head down there to have a look, and give him a gentle prod to let him know Im there. (All this time Im thinking he is almost dead)
From this point, he comes out from the seat, and proceeds to avoid me for the next 3 minutes by frantically scratching his way around the inside of my WRX like a hornet in a beer can.
Finally he gets up under my brake pedal, and as I open the drivers door to get a hold of him, he splits, through my legs and is gone, that fukced up foot looking pretty good as he sprints away.
I now have cat fur and scratches all over the inside of my WRX.
So I got owned in our second race - couldnt catch him for the life of me.
Next time I'll have better mods. Cat food and a bag.