The first few cow elk passed down each side with moderate turbulence. As the anxiety increased (both mine and the elk) they started getting pushed into the grill..... then the lights....... then one freaked and planted her front hooves right in the middle of my F150 hood.
With elk snot on the windshield and one fog light operating I limped 50 miles back to Westport.
My buddies didn't believe me until one pulled elk hair from the remaining grill and radiator.
If my insurance appraiser doesn't care for this weekends story then I can always pull out pics of my elk stampede.