Well here's the whole story.
Yesterday I leave the usual Wednesday night meet and head home. I'm rather hungry so I decide to pick up some food at the McDonald's at the corner of Coit and Legacy. Then I head east on Legacy to get to my house. I stop at the light at Custer.
I'm the left lane, there is no one in the middle, and there is a large old blue pickup in the right lane. We leave the light and as we head up the road we notice a stopped VW Beattle in the right lane. It has its hazards on and starts to creep forward as we get nearer. The truck decides to get over into the middle lane and we are side by side. We are now approaching the spot on Legacy that doesn't have any lights, the spot right before it dips down and curves to the right and up a little hill. As I am about to pass the Beattle, I'm statisfied that it's not going to do anything weird, so I focus my attention straight ahead. At this exact moment I see a little dog, maybe about a foot and a half long and about a foot tall. It was some kind of terrier and it was gray. He is about 15, maybe 20 ft in front of my car. Adam can probably vouch that the lights on the RSX don't light up that much of the road.
Any way, the pickup and I are both doing 40-45 MPH, or about 50 ft/sec, and by the time I see the dog and move my foot on the brake pedal, I hit the dog. It was, just a loud whack and a bunch of rumble under the car. This was also accomapanied by a little cruch which I found out about later.
I know I'm probably going to get accosted for this but, no I did not stop. I guess the occupant of the Beattle was probably the owner and I didn't want them freaking out at me. And besides, I probably would have gone off once I realized that it did damage to may car. I mean what was I going to say, "Sorry for killing your dog in front of you, but are you going to pay for my bumper?" That's just adding insult to injury.
Well here are the pics. The center grill piece was a little more messed up but it poped back into place. And the little crunch I mentioned earlier. That was me running over the two grill pieces that fit in the side openings. There was no blood on the car nor the undercarrige.