DUCK!!!
So what would you think if you saw a massive duck come flying toward your winsheild?
I can tell you what I thought, all in the space of about 3 seconds. (Only took that long for it to actually hit...)
Oh shit!
What the f*ck?!
What if it breaks my winsheild?
Oh SHIT!
DUCK!
And of course, the involuntary reflex action of, well, DUCK! And a slight swerve. And then:
Shit!
What do I do?
Do I leave it laying on the other side of the highway? Do I stop and go look? Do I just keep driving?
What if it is hurt? But ducks are mean. They peck you when they are mad. And I just hit this one. Hell, if I were him, I'd be pissed. Of course I am not stupid enough to fly into a moving car. Especially one that is going fast.
Shit. What do I do? Just keep going. Take a deep breath. Call someone. You are okay. Whew.
I can't believe I hit a f*ckin duck!
So I called Hayley. She calmed me down. And I kept driving. And when I stopped for gas, I had to pull duck feathers out of my weather stripping. No cracks or dents in my car though. I guess I was lucky. Can't really say the same for the duck.
I can tell you what I thought, all in the space of about 3 seconds. (Only took that long for it to actually hit...)
Oh shit!
What the f*ck?!
What if it breaks my winsheild?
Oh SHIT!
DUCK!
And of course, the involuntary reflex action of, well, DUCK! And a slight swerve. And then:
Shit!
What do I do?
Do I leave it laying on the other side of the highway? Do I stop and go look? Do I just keep driving?
What if it is hurt? But ducks are mean. They peck you when they are mad. And I just hit this one. Hell, if I were him, I'd be pissed. Of course I am not stupid enough to fly into a moving car. Especially one that is going fast.
Shit. What do I do? Just keep going. Take a deep breath. Call someone. You are okay. Whew.
I can't believe I hit a f*ckin duck!
So I called Hayley. She calmed me down. And I kept driving. And when I stopped for gas, I had to pull duck feathers out of my weather stripping. No cracks or dents in my car though. I guess I was lucky. Can't really say the same for the duck.
posted by Laura @ 11:27 AM
5 Comments:
At July 26, 2006 12:11 PM,
S* said…
You're too funny. What do you do when you see a duck? DUCK! We humans have the strangest instincts.
I'm glad you're ok.
At July 26, 2006 12:36 PM,
Stephb0b said…
A bird hit me once while I was going about 75 on the highway, everyone in the car ducked as it flew right into the windshield, bounced and rolled across the top of the car and then finally came to a rolling stop into the middle of the highway. It freaked me out but has now become a funny story. I still look for kamikaze birds when driving...
At July 26, 2006 1:19 PM,
Laura said…
Isn't it weird that we duck, even though we know the object is not going to hit us, but a barrier in between?
Kamikaze birds... I like that. I will remember that!
At July 27, 2006 3:52 AM,
Anonymous said…
That's a thoughtless duck! Why was he flying without helmet? ;-)
No damage in the car? It was a car or a tank?
At July 27, 2006 9:11 AM,
Laura said…
A little peice of shit car that seems to refuse to die. Definitly not a tank. It's a very small car...and old...
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