Good lord.

I was driving down a street in Providence when I saw a seagull standing the middle of the road. There was a pile of spilled potatoe chips or something so it was doing what seagull do best: eating garbage. The thing is, the seagull knew I was coming closer with my car, I saw it watch me with its black doll eyes, but the damn bird didn't want to move. I'm here in the driver's seat thinking it would fly away like any other normal bird, but no, the seagull wasn't planning on flying anytime soon. Well, that isn't entirely true. It did try to fly away...but at the last second. So yeah, I hit it.

Damn, when did certain birds become so fat and lazy that they aren't willing to fly away from danger...or atleast move aside? That seagull reminds me of those fat winged rats in New York City. I couldn't swerve to the side or competely stop; that would be dangerous on a fairly busy city street.

A seagull is not a small bird or rodent. It's not a squirrel or chipmunk. When you hit a seagull...you feel it. There isn't much question.

So...to make me feel better...anyone else ever hit a bird with their car?

I was once driving home in the dark, going about 60mph, when out of nowhere, a giant owl swooped down and slammed into my windshield. The owl proceeded to roll off the left side of my windshield, and tear my driver's side mirror off.

I damn near **** myself when it happened.

I got a pigeon once. Didn't feel it, though.

I don't drive yet, but once I was in a car and my friend ran over a cat that was holding a bird in its paw. Most of the cat was smeared onto the street but the bird didn't get hurt. It fluttered away with the injured wing from the cat. :\

Once when my family was driving along a highway through the Sandhills the car started making a funny noise. We pulled over, and it turned out a bird had gotten lodged in the engine somewhere.

Not quite an animal, but my mother hit a cyclist with her car last year, goodness me, talk about a mini-heart attack. Luckily for us, cyclist, bicycle AND car were perfectly undamaged. Still, at the moment itself it was certainly "EEK!" worthy.

I almost missed hitting a bird, but then a car flies past me and kills the poor thing

Providence? As in Rhode Island?

Providence as in Providence RI??? cause i live in RI too

man i never thought i would meet anyone else on these forums from the same state :downs:

Yeah

This explains why there was a seagull in a city.

Hey owl, look out! A car is coming!

Orly?

WWWHHHHACCCCKKK!!!

...Yarly

Look at it this way. If the bird was dumb enough to get hit by a car, you're doing the species a favor.

So you almost missed it, and it survived that only to be hit again by another car!?

Wow Savage, something like that happens only once in a lifetime.

Whacked a seagull on the highway once doing 140 km/h. ****ing thing went through the front grille and burnt on my radiator.

I watched a full-size Chevy pickup hit a full-size buzzard...man. I was behind the truck..the bird ricocheted off the windscreen of the pickup and must've gone 10ft in the air.

Don't worry about it. I'm big in conservation of wildlife and other animals, but even this isn't a big deal. Accidents happen, all you can do is continue the flow with it.

You showed no malice and only impatience, and although it lead to the death of another living thing, put it behind you.

Yuck. That'd just about make me mad enough to bust out my 12 gauge and polish off the rest of it's suicidally-lazy family.

WE HAD A DEAL!

I hit a crow once. "Thud" is an inaccurate description, it was more like "BAM!" complete with a shudder through the entire truck.

A pigeon flew headfirst into my windshield once. We don't really have birds bigger than that here.

Some sort of small bird, maybe a sparrow or something, once swooped in front of my car and got stuck in my front bumper when I hit it. I saw it in a parking lot, its neck broke on impact.

Also a little while ago a groundhog jumps in front of my car. I was going 35 and didn't even have enough time to brake, it jumped out so quickly. I hit it between my wheels. In the rearview mirror, I see it roll twice, then merrily walk off the road and down into the creekbed on the other side.

Once when my family was driving home from vacation on December 24 my mom drove straight into a dove. o_o

Once when I was a kid my family was driving on a highway and all of a sudden out of nowhere there's this huge red splat on the windshield. Turned out it was a bat, but the damned thing exploded like a water balloon (only reason we knew it was a bat was my dad caught a glimpse before the hit).

Pfft, nothing.

About 15 years ago my friend's dad was driving along the motorway at night, when a duck flew through the windsheild and hit the back window. Needless to say it died, but luckily it was a company car.

Actually about 2 years ago I was heading down to my gran's for the weekend, and we were driving past a field in this town when 2 cats chasing each other come flying across the road. My dad hits the brakes, but he only saw one of them run away. He waits a sec and then drives forwards a few feet. Yeah, the car mysteriously dropped a few inches at the back when he moved.

Not a bird, but probably the most impressive roadkill ever.

Deer gore. (not for the faint of stomach)

One time on a roadtrip a roadrunner came all up ins the passenger side window, which was open, smacked the pylon there, and flew (dead) back out of the car... that was a shock.

A friend of mine hit a chicken at about 75mph.

My father used to get annoyed by this farmer's chickens always being in the road... so one day he just kept going. He said he nailed about 4 of them that day. He continued to do this for the next few days. After that, no more chickens in the road.

the other day i was driving through the mall parking lot the day after a snow storm, i almost didn't see the group of about 15 seagulls sitting in the snow

it was odd

There are more people here in the New England area than I expected. Hmm.

Oh deer!

My mom hit a deer once. Felt it.

. . .wow, I read that wrong.

I hit a cat once about 8 years ago. I could feel its bones breaking under my tire.

I hit a deer. Ten point buck. Totaled my motorcycle. Ripped my shoulder out of socket. Broke my wrist. Took half the skin off my back. The deer walked away. *******.

You evil man.

She's not a man...