My first hit & run

Well it had to happen eventually, doing a 50mile commute to work each morning down country roads i guess made it enevitable, but this morning i commited my first hit and run.

A fat black bird that who was too dopey to think that my car was going to hurt her.

It was typical timing aswell. The one time there was a car coming the otherway so that i couldn't avoid her. A small thud later and i look in the rear view mirror to see the body flop around on the road acompanied by an explosion of feathers.

More importantly, is the car ok! They can do quite a lot of damage at speed!

It was probably collecting food for it's chicks that rely on mum feeding them or they'll die........

Twas around 40mph by the time i hit. I checked the mirror straight away and the bird was still in one, albeit bald, peice.

When i got to work i popped the bonnet and had a look under the car. No damage that i can see, thank god for the undertray, i think it must have just rolled under the car.

Without an undertray i'm sure i'd have a rather nasty bird stew in the engine bay.

You knocked down a pedestrian who was wearing a feather boa and the first thing you do is post it on a car forum?

You didn't stop at the scene?

I think you might be right RK. Looking at photos online it was probably a female phesant.

You should go back, make a nice roast that

I think you might be right RK. Looking at photos online it was probably a female phesant. [/quote]

They are the most stupid bird around, and seem to run towards the car rather than away.... cracked all the front of my elise at a cost of £750 a couple of years ago

A stupid pigeon once smashed the Windscreen on my Mini.

One minute, I was driving along, the next, no windscreen, and a Pigeon sitting in the passenger seat. I still instinctively duck when it looks like a bird might hit.

I also got a sparrow a few weeks back, right on the middle of the number plate. Just cracked the thing in the middle.
Stupid things birds !

I hit a pheasant a few years ago - it ran across the road and stopped right in the middle of my lane - I had a simple choice - hit the bird or put the car into the ditch.

The plume of feathers in my rear view mirrow was substantial, so I knew that birdie had bought it - I carried on with my journey

However, trundling through Stafford, I was getting some very funny looks from other drivers and from pedestrians

I wondered if I got some feathers stuck to the car, or if I'd got some blood on the bodywork

So - I jumped out and found that I'd still got the entire bloody pheasant, stuck head first through the lower grille, just in front of the oil cooler, with its tail end poking out and its wings fully outstretched

I had to use a brolly to prise it out of the front bumper, and several months later, I was still finding bits of nicely-cooked pheasant in my oil cooler vents.

My other animal kill was far more cuddly - a squirell ran out, stopped in the road and instead of ducking, it did the prarie-dog trick of standing up on its back legs. I heard the thud and looked in the mirror, to be greated by the gruesome sight of a neatly decapitated grey squirell flying through the air, with its cute little head whizzing off in the opposite direction.

poor wild life.. mind you not a bad way to meet your maker being hit by a pretty car
Hit a pheasant years ago on my motor bike, cracked my ribs and was covered in blood and the poor chap in the total garage looked in horror as I popped into buy a token for the jet washer. Leathers were a right mess,. from that point I fell back in love with windscreens and seatbelts

I actually hit a pidgeon square on the bottom as it swooped down to windscreen height twenty feet in front. Not sure how fast they fly but it wasn't quick enough!

I once hit a pigeon dead centre of the windscreen, well once a pigeon hit me square on the centre fo the windscreen, I was surprised it never broke the glass, but I was amazed at how much dust and muck came out of the thing. I looked in my RVM and it was spiralling throgh the air, like it was on an invisble roller coaster!!

This is one of the funniest threads ive read in a while decapitating squirells, pigeons on rollercoasters and bloody leather god i needed a laugh today (coop wouldnt start)

I usually try and avoid things but I got a sparrow once whilst batting donw the M62. It frightened me to death as I just saw something coming at me and pow it hit the windscreen! It was stuck on the wipers and I had to watch it bobbing about with it's little broken neck until I reached the services.

I hit a pheasant at about 80 on the motorway in my Stilo and it cracked the front bumper.

I don't think the bird fared too well either.

I grew up around Stafford and to be honest a dead animal on a car is one of the more sane sights you'll see if you're outside Club Zanzibar on a Friday night

A very amusing thread indeed...

Gareth

My father used to hunt rabbits with a fifteen ton lorry, running across the pennines delivering cakes at night. On bright nights, he'd run on sidelights till he'd see rabbits on the road, then hit the lights.

Rabbit looks up, says 'what the...' and father stops to collect the bits. I was quite good at skinning and gutting debits as a kid...

Mind you, wildlife has had it's revenge; I've been sworn at and attacked by buzzards when flying, and once a pheasant flew into me as I was taking off - estimated combined speed of forty or fifty miles an hour, got me straight in the chest. Bloody hurt, that did.

How do you know the buzzard was swearing at you?! Bilingual?

Hilarious thread

It's never something nice to happen, but un-avoidable in most instances....

Living in the Oxford countryside means on my commute back from work in the evenings and nights out has resulted in the following being hit at some point along the last couple of years....Frogs (only realised after I had driven passed/over a number of them what they were in the road), small mouse x 1, pigeon x1, rabbit x 6, badger x 1 (destroyed rear bumper). I'm yet to hit a monk jack dear though they are regularly running out in the road - im purposely very cautions when driving through specific parts of woodland on the way back home.

I do a lot of driving in australia and im absolutely terrified of the bush wildlife when driving at nights on highways. Ive had run-ins with many small things, but the roos and wombats are the worst because they are very solid beasts...hitting a wombat was like running into a large boulder and destroyed my front bumper, rad, and intercooler on my Beemer M Coupe...besides the damage to the car, its a terrible feeling running into a large animal.

The clue's in the title.

Trust me, if you'd heard them, you'd know they were swearing. I don't know where they learn the words, but I blame those Shropshire paragliders. They're a bad influence.

Apropos mobile bush tucker - my father wrote off not one, not two, but *three* ambulances in ten years, when attacked by deer. Big and heavy, they are, with pointy bits up front.

Ah bum, there goes my career as a detective!

T'was Eddie Buzzard running a marathon..Bilingual?Bisexual? nah..just a funny transvestite

I've only hit two animals on the road.

One was a pigeon, came around a bend quite fast and it was sat in the road... It was him or me. I'm sorry pigeon, I ain't going swerve. An explosion of feathers as it hit the front bumber and spiralled off onto the bushes.

The second was a rabbit. It ran out into the road. I swerved over the other side of the road, but it performed bunny style zig-zag fox avoidance tactics, which don't work with cars Wham, caught it square on with the wheel and then flicked up behind... all I saw in the rear view mirror... a patty with ears.

Back in my biking days (when wheels had spokes) an errant blackbird decided to try and fly through the front wheel...the fact I was traveling at about 30mph didn't do the bird any good at all...never forget the noise from the spokes.....

Anyone else would have settled for a playing card and a clothes-peg.

doesn't quite have the same 'sqwak' zingatingting effect..

I suppose going to a safari park in a Coop would be a bad idea.

Driving my old MR2 round the lanes near Guildford once i had a rabbit run out of the bushes directly into the 5 spoke alloy.

Made one hell of a crunching sound and there was diversion to the nearest services to power jet remaining said bits of rabbit from my caliper and disk.