No kidding. One morning I was driving along, minding my own business, and came across a goose standing in the middle of my lane. That goose was not about move. He just looked right at me, stood his ground, and honked at me.
And once in the woods, I had a wild turkey come after me. I have to assume she had a nest nearby. That bird made sure I left the area, and I wasn't about to argue.
I wouldn't mess with any big bird!
Two or three years ago I encountered a goose trying to walk across the Baltimore-Washington Parkway. During rush hour. The first couple of vehicles managed to swerve around it, but not me. It zigged right into the path of my Durango and that was the end of it.
I looked into my rear view mirror and it was like I'd hit a big pillow. Just a cloud of feathers.