A fitting response to a necro-bump:
About 20 years ago I hit a fairly large dog at night on a rural interstate with my 300ZX. Sumbitch apparently got hung up underneath my left front wheel well which impaired my ability to steer significantly. I came to a stop sideways not too far short of a bridge abutment, car dead and not wanting to start, and an 18-wheeler in the distance behind me.
Fortunately the thing fired up and I got underway before the truck arrived. Poor dog was not so fortunate.
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