10 Shocking 'Animal Vs. Car' Stories Shared By You

1. Oh, deer - Gabz

A couple of years ago a friend of mine bought an old Nissan Micra just so he could get from A to B. One day he had to drive to the neighbouring city to catch a plane abroad. He was running a bit late, but the mighty Micra was gliding him through the B-roads nicely. That was until a deer jumped out in front of him and smashed up the entire car. Surprisingly the deer was fine and ran away, but the car was a write off. He really had to make his flight so decided to push the car off the road and leave it in a ditch. He got a lift to the airport, reported the case to the police, and caught his flight.

2. Hedwig's no more - Dave F

About a year ago now, I think, I was driving through an underpass and coming to the end of it an owl suddenly landed in the middle of the road. By this time there was no hope and the owl got it good. Safe to say I never did get my letter from Hogwarts.

3. Fiesta vs. Volvo - Chillyjames

About four months after passing my test, a cat almost killed me.

I’ll set the scene. I was driving a Ford Fiesta 1.25 Zetec which my dad bought for about £5000. I loved it. Big fart canon exhaust, induction kit, lowered, 16-inch rims. ‘Untasteful’ would be a good word to use.

I was driving to school to pick my brother up. The road was usually wide enough to fit two cars down it, but since all the parents were parked up, picking their kids up it was single file only. It was Autumn and the roads were a little wet.

I had a McDonalds meal in the passenger footwell. Stupidly, as I was driving down the school road, I reached down into the footwell to grab some fries, going about 40mph. When I look up, a cat had run out into the road and was looking at me in sheer terror. It could of been the sound the car was making, or just the sight of the ugly tin death wagon fast approaching it.

I had a split-second to react, and in my panic and inexperience I decide to brake and turn the wheel (in a one-way street). Next thing I know I’m skidding on the wet leaves on the road, heading straight into the back of a parked Volvo estate car at 40mph. There’s no way I’m going to survive hitting a Volvo. I have a moment of clarity and time slows down. I accept that I’m probably going to die and just close my eyes.

Obviously, I didn’t die. I’m snapped out of my shock by a woman knocking on my window, angrily. I roll my window down, and I’ll never forget what she said:

“You knocked the ash tray out of my hand you little ****!”

She’d been sat in the Volvo. Luckily, she was ok, but her whole jumper was covered in cigarette ash from where I’d knocked it out of her hand. The Volvo was a little bruised. The whole front of my Fiesta was crumpled, but I was ok somehow.

The worst part was when I called my dad to come and pick me up. He turned up, looked at the car…looked at me…looked at the car again…and then got back in his car and drove home :-(

Damn cat.

4. I saved a stray dog from a life on the streets... sort of - Me

In 2013 I did the Mongol Rally, and it was the best six weeks of my life. We drove an old Chevrolet Kalos from England to Mongolia, through some of the most desolate locations in the world, and that stupid little hatchback soaked it all up. While driving through Ukraine (this was shortly before Russia decided some of it was theirs) I caused the guys we were convoying with to hit a stray dog.

We’d just managed to escape the unrecognised state of Transnistria without getting shot - probably the most terrifying three hours of my life, mind - and had managed to cross the Moldovan border into Ukraine, and were just heading into the gorgeous town of Odessa. These stray dogs were everywhere, and when we were cruising through the outskirts of the city I noticed a large, black object in the road. Thinking it was probably a dead dog, and without having time or space to take avoiding action I put my wheels either side to drive over it.

As I looked in my rear-view mirror to check the Scots in the Fiat Punto behind us had managed to avoid it, it became immediately clear the dog had actually just been chilling out. I’ll never erase the image of the shocked dog’s head lifting up, just as the Punto’s front bumper made contact.

It was the beginning of a long, slow death for the Punto - I’m pretty sure the dog died instantly, though - as it shattered the fan causing the car to overheat regularly. We found a garage in Odessa, and explained to the mechanics through impressions of dogs exactly what happened. They were kinda horrified.

5. Badger in Transit - Gtouring

I have a Transit camper and I hit a badger late one night. After that I had a knocking noise from underneath, but never got a chance to check as I was too busy, but I had the NCT (MOT) a week later and they called me in to show me the badger had somehow got stuck between the prop shaft and the floor of the camper and my knocking noise was the badger banging off the floor.

6. Self-preservation lvl: Pheasant - ThaSnipe

I only had my driving license for just a few weeks, and I borrowed my mother’s car to meet up with some friends. It was a small 107, only three months old, so everybody was very careful with it. Cruising along a small twisty road and having a bit of fun (that small car is almost a go-kart, no power at all, so full throttle all the time) a pheasant came out of nowhere. These mawfackers are pretty big, and I hit him on the windscreen, right in front of my face. Scared the crap out of me…..

7. Raccoon: "worth it." - Dan Martel

I once hit two raccoons who were mating on a blind curve on a dirt road at night. I was showing my friend my rally “skills”, I then had to show him my zip tie skills for my bumper.

8: This accident cost him deer-ly - Kevin Delvaille

I had a Yamaha R6S. Went riding with some friends on the same day I re-enlisted in the army for another four years, and I hit a deer going 65mph. Totalled the bike, broke my collarbone, and has made me paranoid of deer ever since.

9. Feeling rather sheepish - Steveo

I rolled a car thanks to a deer once many many years ago, while still in my teens. Working nights for a highway firm, I got off work and was heading home in the late hours in the cheap cack box I was driving at the time: a Rover 416, burgundy 1.6-litre Honda engine in grandad spec (grey cloth interior and wood inserts in the dash) - but hey, it was cheap at £400. In the rain I come round a downwards bend that turns to the right and meet a small deer “muntjac” on my side of the road! I steer more right to miss him, he goes left into the bushes. My car then goes into a massive drift with me now looking forward out of the passenger window. I steer back to the left, over correct so the car snaps the opposite way so now I’m looking forward through the driver side window, car almost turns a full 360 in the wet thanks to my over corrective steering. I then drift sideways into a kerb on the driver side, both driver side wheels connect with the kerb at the same time and the car gets launched through a fence into a field and comes to rest on the driver side. I then have to climb out the passenger side door like a submarine hatch. I had squashed the remains of the fence for the field (which really was a post covered in lots of thick bushes), and had then woken up all the sheep in said field who now decided to sing the song of their people… which was amusing to the policewoman on the phone when I called in telling her what happened; “I’m guessing you’re in a field sir as I can hear all the sheep haha!”

Must have been a slow night for them as eventually four police cars all turn up at once and an ambulance expecting carnage when they heard a car had rolled over into a field… only to find me standing next to it with little more than a bumped shoulder… car was awful looking but the seatbelts were level 9000 on the safety front.

Ambulance checked me over, said i was fine, just will be a bit sore in the morning. Police were shocked I walked away unscathed and took down what happened, did a breath test to make sure i wasn’t drunk which I wasn’t and they waited for the recovery people (nice £300 bill to get it out). I was a bit shocked they were going to leave me at the local taxi rank instead of giving me a lift home… which didnt open for three more hours.

Luckily a nice older couple (the fourth car to stop… rest just drove by) asked if I was okay and stayed with me until the police arrived, and offered me a lift home in their car (five miles out of their way). I took their details and sent a gift basket as thanks.

Car was obviously a write off, so I sold it the next day to a scrap merchant which just covered the recovery bill. Didn’t claim on the insurance obviously as the excess was the same as the car so just chalked it up to experience.

In closing… deer are a***holes. But then i got a loan out and bought a BMW E46 328Ci that weekend to cheer myself up! The End.

10 - Does this count? - Knightophonix

I ran into my ex once and randomly forgot how to brake… Oh, it doesn’t count?

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