Totally unrelated but interesting story...yeas ago, back in the 50's my aunt and uncle would spend a two months in Florida each winter..they'd drive. In 53, when I was 6...I got to go with them because my brother had just been born..my uncle had just gotten a big new Olds Rocket 98.. We'd visited some relatives in Tampa, and were heading to Miami across Alligator Alley, which back then was just a two-lane blacktop..flat and straight as an arrow..they never enforced the speed limits, so the car, with that BIG Olds engine, was running flat out, probably about 80-90..I was in the back seat...when all of a sudden, a huge BLAM....We hit a buzzard..flat on the windsield..it must have been flying across the road a few feet off the ground. BIG BIRD...it cracked the windshield...came through it..ended up in my aunt's lap..blood and guts EVERYWHERE...what a mess..it was real neat..
LOL - great story - thanks for sharing.