I was driving to school today, and I hit a turkey.
Yeah, a goddamn TURKEY!
I've never even seen a turkey in this town, and today a flock of like 30 of them tries to cross the road in front of me. They even knew not to cross the road in front of the guy in front of me, then dash out once I try to go by. I almost avoided them, but one managed to catch the right front side.
Luckily, there is no structural damage to the newly-repaired section. The dumb bastard did, however, manage to pop the rearview mirror out. It's not broken, the mirror simply popped off into the air like so many zits. Apparently Ford does not thoroughly turkey-test their mirrors, I suggest that they move to correct this problem post-haste. Though I couldn't really see the bird (since it took the damn mirror I needed to check on it with!) I'm afraid it's chances aren't very good.
Also: From time to time I encounter something so hideous, so mind boggling wrong that I usually black out and repress the memories until I crack and hurt small children. When I am unfortunate enough to remember such things, I am often compelled to share them with others in order to diffuse my suffering.
