I almost forgot my best/worst story. I was in high school, driving my mom's car down the highway in western KS. It was straight and could see for miles. I was going a little over 100mph when a turkey vulture decided to take off from the ditch. Unfortunately it was loaded down with fresh roadkill and didn't get altitude quick enough. No way I was going to swerve at that speed so I blasted it, center of the front bumper. In the rearview mirror all I could see was a huge cloud of black feathers blowing around.
It was gross and unforgettable.


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