Dang, the first really nice weekend of the year, all set to go play with the new ARB in my rear diff, and the SHTF. Or rather, the buzzard hit the windshield.
Coming home last night with my daughter up the road to our house, sweeping curve to the left. See a dead deer (that wasn't there in the morning) on the left side of the road with three buzzards feasting at the roadside cafe. They take off, all looks good, when one of them decides to become a kamikaze. It's over thirty feet in the air, safe and sound, then turns on a dime and dive-bombs straight into my windshield. No time to react, other than to try and slow down a bit. For the record, hitting a buzzard dead-on with your windshield at 45 mph is a real attention getter.
Scared the heck out of my daughter, who was texting on her phone and didn't see it coming. Little bits of glass blew all over me and my side of the jeep, good thing I had my sunglasses on. I'm just glad it didn't hit her side of the glass, or come completely through the windshield. This could have ended up so much worse. This is also a good lesson for my daughter, who will be getting her driver's license this year: Things can happen real fast when you are driving a vehicle, and it's not always *you* who causes an accident. Swerving to miss the bird could have put us into some trees and become a major injury accident instead of simply just some glass.
Stupid bird. Grrrr.....
Got an appointment to have a new windshield put in Monday morning. On the bright side, at least now I'll be able to drive into the sun for the first time without the haze of an old pitted windshield.
Let's see if these cell phone pics come out.