I missed hitting a raccoon by less than a foot on one really early morning last month. He and a raccoon buddy were in the middle of the city street doing their raccoon thing when I came up, probably the only human in an hour. I assumed they would break for the side of the street, but one faked me out and took a flatter line, hence me almost pegging him. It turns out he was high-tailing it for a storm sewer inlet. That would have been ugly if I'd hit him, he was probably 30+ pounds.