I ran over a couple of large crows a few months ago with my car.
I was descending a parking lot ramp (only enough width for one car) when I see this pair of mating crows in a spiralling "love flight". Next thing I know, they've taking their little dance right down into the path of my car... I guess they were too preoccupied to see where they were going. I didn't have time to brake or room to avoid them.
I saw them disappear under my hood then heard (and felt) a loud "THUNKA THUNKA THUNKA" as I ran over them. Aghast, I looked into my rear view mirror and I see the two crows, one hobbling around in a daze, the other kinda flapping around on its back.
Surprisingly, they did get up and fly away, albeit somewhat awkwardly. I can imagine the avian post-coital conversation; "Honey, you made me see stars last night!"