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But I thought it was worthy.

My dear mother used to work in Bolton, and as such used to drive home every evening over a poorly-lit, very twisty road, which is coincidentally very popular with bikers (we're a sadistic lot aren't we?)

One day, she rounds a blind corner doing about 50mph, and there it is, standing in the middle of the road. A fucking massive Pheasant, with a look of pure malice in its small beady eyes.

Startled, she slammed the brakes on and stopped inches away from it.

Unfortunately, the guy in the Range Rover which had been behind her didn't. It ploughed straight into the back of her 3-week-old Toyota Corolla, completely destroying the entire rear end.

Damage to the Pheasant? None. The little fucker walked away, completely nonplussed at the carnage it had just caused.

Damage to the Range Rover? A slight dent to the bullbars on the front.

Damage to my mum's brand new car? £8000 worth. Luckily, she had fully comprehensive insurance.

Not exactly on topic, this, but the moral?

If you see a bird in the middle of the road, run the fucker over.
(Half of Stephen Fry's right buttock pissed on your dog on, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 15:50, 4 replies)

A mate of mine
rolled his car down a bank trying to avoid a rabbit a couple of months back.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 15:51, closed)

I swerve
At rabbits.

I've nailed ten in the last week.
( Cawl, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 15:59, closed)

I brake for animals
Some years ago my driving instructor had a shitfit at me for doing an emergency stop (I was doing about 60) on a deserted, straight country road, where there was no one behind me for miles, to avoid a pheasant. He couldn't understand why I wasn't going to kill it just for the sake of "making progress".
( Maladicta, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 16:10, closed)

I don't like rabbits
I'm part of natural for selection to them, so it's ok.
( Cawl, Thu 24 Apr 2008, 16:19, closed)