When I was a kid up in Rome, we ate rabbit road kill more than once. We'd pile into the back of the pickup and Dad would drive to the old rock store. On the way back there is a fresh kill. Fresh because it wasn't there on the way out. Not so gross! Just country living in rural Georgia.
But that was a choice. Involuntarily eating roadkill is just not right somehow lol!
My dad was a West Virginia country boy and talked about eating rabbit and squirrel from the time he could remember - and they made gravy with the pan drippings! He said it was delicious but the thought leaves me feeling slightly green :-/