Came up on a hill, crested, and lo and behold, a dead raccoon laying in the road not 50 feet from the crest. Ran over a dead raccoon and splattered blood all over my underbody. Finally broke the plastic chin spoiler (which is more of a beard, by comparison, now it is a five o clock shadow). The damn things just run across the street like nothing happens there. Only a raccoon though. Almost ran over a deer not a month ago.
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-Phil
"Since one of my brake light bulbs just went out, the forum told me that my piston rings are about to blow."
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