Almost killed 4 jakes today in my truck. They were just on the opposite downside ofa hill, and as I crested, I had to lock the brakes to miss them.

Curiously, they dont spook at all. They're just chill as can be. So, me being the homer simpson, I lose sight of one of them, and decide to get out of the truck. I'll be damned if I didn't whack the one out of my sight with the truck door!

It was one of the "What the He!!" moments.