I know. I'm very sorry. As much as I hate the little rodents (yes, they're all cute and everything in an animated Disney movie, but they destroy gardens in my neighborhood), I don't like KILLING them!
In fact, I used to trap them in my yard and whenever I caught one, I'd drive to a very large park several miles from my house and set it free.
So this WAS an accident. I swear. The thing darted out from underneath a parked car and I didn't have enough time to react.
Well, that's not entirely true ... I had enough time to lift my feet off the floor of my vehicle like I was trying to prevent it from running up my leg ... ??? ... ! Weird how that was my natural instinct. It's not like the critter could get INSIDE my van while I ran over it. But I still felt the pthump, pthump as my tires ... you know ... (shudder).
The worst part is that it's still lying on the side of the road and I have to drive by it at least a few times a day.
(Did I cross the line with my crime scene photo? Sorry. I have an occasionally hard.to.control gross streak. It escaped today.)