I took a friend to dinner last night. The parking lot was jam packed, with cars circling around and around in search of non-existent spaces, so I thought I was really lucky when a group of people happened to pull out of a space right in front of me - a space right under a tree. I took it without giving it a second thought, happy to have found anything.
As we walked to the restaurant, I noticed that there were literally hundreds of crows flying around overhead. I picked up the pace, hurrying to get to the safety of the restaurant, having been successfully targeted once before by a bird in flight.
We made it safely in, and enjoyed our dinner. My car, parked under the tree, didn't fare so well:
I could barely see out the windshield, never mind the hood.
Hopefully I can get to the car wash tomorrow.