A few years ago, while driving home from a vacation in the Colorado mountains, I hit a sage grouse at around 80 mph on a 100 degree late July day. Never saw it, but it hit the bug deflector on the hood and splattered across the windshield, leaving a nasty mess of splattered guts and gut contents that dried almost instantly. It seems like I'm always hitting something on I-76, the worst, well, maybe not the worst, but certainly the most interesting, was having a sagebrush lodge under the car and catch fire on the catalytic converter.
