So, there I am minding my own fucking business and driving home....I look up the street and there's this duck and I can hear him saying, "Look at me, I'm duck and I'm hanging out on the side of the street and I'm duck and I'm cool" and then all of a sudden he gets real fucking stupid and flys toward my car. I slammed on my brakes. He would have made it, but his wing clipped my antenna and that sent him careening into the roof of my car. I heard a dull thud. I looked back and didn't see him lying on the road or anything, so imagine he just bounced off and flew across the street. I'm guessing he's ok. It was crazy though....weirdest part: this is the second time this has happened to me, the first time, which was a year or so ago, the duck smacked into my front corner panel. Maybe momma ducks should teach their little ones to be wary of hrududil (sorry, that's the closest I can come to speaking duck.....I'm not as cool as some people).