I coyote attacked the front left fender of my car one morning. I saw him bolt across the highway angled to cross in front of my car with a look on his face like "I can beat him. I KNOW I can beat him!" He didn't. Hit the fender right in front of the front tire which was spinning down the highway at 55 mph and I caught a glimpse of him rolling up the road in my mirror. For whatever reason, that was the funniest thing I've seen if a while. I guess it didn't kill him, he wasn't there when I went back the opposite way a half hour later.