Didn't want to register to see the pictures, but I think it had something to do with hitting a moose. A short story... my cousin was heading back from a weeks vacation up in Red Lake, Canada and he was driving a late madel Crown Victoria back down to Wisconsin, which is a 13 hour drive. Shortly after leaving Red Lake (about two hours into the drive he said), he hit a moose. The car hit it's back end, kicking out the rear legs and it's butt smashed the widshield, drivers side A-pillar, and roof. The damage wasn't the worst part, it was the fact that the moose took a healthy one when it got hit, leaving excrement all over the interior. Actually, that isn't the worst part, because he was in the middle of "nowhere Canada" and getting the car fixed was next to impossible given the location. So he donned a winter jacket, hat, gloves, and sunglasses and continued to drive back to Wisconsin... in the dark... with no windshield. He said that when he went through customs, they only looked at him a little wierd, but let him go on through. He made it as far as Medford, Wisconsin before he gave up and dropped his car off to get fixed and rented a vehicle to get back home.