The Highways Agency found over 200 dead crows on the A34 in Cheshire recently, and there was concern that they may have died from Avian Flu. A Pathologist examined the remains of all the crows, and, to everyone's relief, confirmed the problem was NOT Avian Flu. The cause of death appeared to be from vehicular impacts. However, during analysis it was noted that varying colours of paints appeared on the ...bird's beaks and claws. By analysing these paint residues it was found that 98% of the crows had been killed by impact with trucks, while only 2% were killed by cars. The Agency then hired an Ornithological Behaviourist to determine if there was a cause for the disproportionate percentages of truck kills versus car kills. The Ornithological Behaviourist quickly concluded that when crows eat road kill, they always have a look-out crow to warn of danger. They discovered that while all the lookout crows could shout "Cah", not a single one could shout "Truck" Ha ha ha
Due to the fact I told work yesterday they could get someone else to (how did I word it) do this sh1t, yesterday I might have a bit more time on my hands !!!!
Not a Crow but I hit a Pigeon full on in my bus I was following @Silver when I saw it fly towards his bus and just float over the top, we were on the motorway and tramming on There was nothing I could do and it smashed into my windscreen just under the top edge right in front of my head, it just exploded with a right bang I was really lucky it caught the edge and not slap bang in the middle because i'm sure it would've come through. Silver say's all he saw was an explosion of feathers
It was like an explosion in a pillow factory....I didn't know pigeons had that many feathers. Lucky I'm running a lowered front end
I hit a large white owl with mine. It flew across in front of me and was safe, then at the last minute turned back. A stoat-ish thing did the same the other day.
I hit a pheasant once, there was a hell of a bang but I thought it had got chomped up under the car. When I got to the border crossing the two guards started laughing and pointing at the front of my car. When I went and had a look the pheasant was stuffed into the grill with its arse and legs hanging out.