I was headed into town from work and from the woods right near my place a freakin' HAWK, of all things, flew into the side of my car at full speed.

WTF?! ....

Well at least it wasn't a deer. I checked the right side where it hit just below the side mirror and all I can see is some scuffing from the bird, but no really major damage. Has anyone else had something this strange happen?

I'm naming my car Blackhawk from here on out. :P

I hit like 4 bats at once in my parent'* Camry (don't worry, we got rid of it and replaced it with a real car).

With my old car, a big bird of some sort flew up out of the ditch. It'* talons scratched the hood all the way to the windshield and it somehow managed to rip off my passenger side wiper, even though it was the type that tucked below the hood.

I had a goose fly into the side of my truck once. It was coming in for a landing and didn't see me I guess. Didn't damage the truck but the goose was beyond repair.

Went to the drag strip in my old 1994 SLE with a rooster pheasent perfectly planted, spread wing, face forward, in my lower grille. Boy did the track crew get a kick out of that.

ya i had a bird fly into my 93'* Drivers door

I've hit birds that sit in the road till the last min..... Then they are sliding up your windshield cause they weren't fast enough Almost got a deer like in an 89 town car going 75mph 3-4weeks ago on a recent trip to Columbus (boy was that deer lucky.)

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Back in February, a Crider'* Red-Tailed Hawk came up out of the median down in MO, smashed right into my windshield...the XM unit laying on the dash was suction cupped to the window alomast exactly where he hit, and it swung up on the cord and hit the overhead. Missed my face by millmeters...

The hawk didn't make it. He ricocheted up into the visor and when I stopped, he fell onto the hood and flew away about 50ft, where he crashed in the snow and died about twenty minutes later.
He didn't die in vain, though. I took him to my Mother, who is a Naturalist. She had him him stuffed and mounted for display in the nature center at her park.
He was an immature, and Mom thinks he has a touch of Eastern Red-Tail in him. Something about the banding on the tail.

Oh, BTW, this was on my 28th B-Day...