Absolutely! I was in rural Indiana training for a triathlon. I was doing about 25 mph when I saw the dog running out of someones front yard. He ended up under my front wheel, I ended up flying through the air. The impact broke my helmet in three places. The cops gave the owner a lecture.
“The impact broke my helmet in three places.”
3 places huh?
Son, I say Son I really think I would invest in a better helmet. 3 places huh?
He loved to scratch his back under one of my great grandfather's wagons. He'd lean up into the axle and rub back and forth until his itch was gone.
Then he'd growl 'cause it was meal time, and he'd go catch something to eat.
That dog scared the heck out of me.