Dark and overcast this morning. 33F with a strong tailwind. Made great time on the way to work.

Saw a dead racoon laying on the MUP under a train trestle. It was a pretty darn big one, probably the size of three volleyballs in a row. Perhaps it was pregnant and that's why she was so fat? It looked like the head had suffered an impact so I'm speculating it was up on the train trestle and got hit.