In the vein of iceman's deer-hammer story, I hit an opossum tonight on my way back from the rock climbing gym. I was doing about 50 on a side street, and the fucker darted out. I tried to center him between the wheels so that he hopefully wouldn't get hit, but my car is pretty low and the opossum was big...
I heard him hit and bounce a few times, and after a few choice expletives, turned around and went to see if he had lived. I found him pretty much exactly where I had gone over him, and he was alive, sitting up, but bleeding from the mouth and paw. I felt like a real shithead, but I wasn't going to risk swerving off of the road to avoid him. I called a few people to get some opinions on what I should do, and the consensus was that there was nothing I could do, and to get the hell out of there. I didn't have anything with me to put him out of his misery, so I suppose it's moot anyway. Using the car to hit him was not an option.
My stoke meter, which had been quite high from leading a hard, overhanging 10c, was pretty deflated as a result.
I took some cell phone pics, but I don't have the software on this machine to get them off. A small piece of underbody trim got displaced on my car, but no real damage.
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