Years ago I was out on a long bike ride with a group of competitive cyclists and triathletes. One guy had just arrived in Cincy from Germany. We’re out on a country road and this giant groundhog, biggest I’ve ever seen, runs right in front of me, out of nowhere. From behind they said it looked like the thing was coming after me.
I had no chance to avoid the thing so I just nailed him mid body. Not sure how I didn’t go down, as my rear wheel kicked to the side and missed him. Thought for sure I had killed the thing, as I flattened him pretty good. But it got up and trotted away.
German guy rides up to me, white as a ghost. Says “what the hell was that thing?!?.”