I was doing 110 km/h on the road, and that was the speed limit.
When I saw from the left wind screen, a feathery black and dark brown, about the size of a basketball, chicken-like thingy flying and attempting to cross the road.
I didn’t have time to react. I just hoped, at the back of my head, that the chicken flew high enough to avoid colliding a mean machine with a kerb weight of 1210kg speeding at 110km/h.
Then I heard a loud sickening thud. I can’t see the chicken anywhere.
The car literally felt nothing, the only evidence was slight greasey stain top of my wind shield and the rear-view mirror got knocked askew. The impact was likened to a child vs fast moving truck.
I felt bad although I believe it’s not my fault. Had the chicken not committed suicide, it would have served the tummies of a few hungry people.
Sigh…
Hahhaa..i dunno whether to laugh or cry after reading this. I love your description..