I ran over a racoon late one night in my old 2G elcipse. I was cruising down a back raod, maybe 25-30. The fucker runs out right in front of me all squirrel like and I hit his ass dead on, right in the middle of my front bumper, gotta love urethane
I heard the THUD BATHUMPA BUMP A BUMP and rolled his ass all the way down the entire length of the car, big fuckin coon, the car wasn't lowered either.
I stopped real quick like to asses the damage. the driver's side turn signal came out of its place and was dangling by the wires, snapped that back in, no probs, no cracks to the bumper (again, gotta love urethane). Look under the car, no visible damage seen. So I turn around to see how big the bastard was.... The damn thing got back up and ran off! He was already booking it across a field by that time!
Oh, and I've have my fair share of squirrels loose thier nuts against me. They get in the middle of the road, then they can't decide which way to run, they dart left and right, then finally when you're right on them, they give up and lay down under your tire.