Once hit a pheasant whilst doing a fair clip in an Opel Manta on a back lane in Lincolnshire. Little ba$tard dented the front wing, wrote off the offside wing mirror and snapped the electric aerial. It then bounced over a hedge so I couldn't even take it home and eat it.
So I stopped to check the damage. Which is when the fun started. As I turned the engine off, the broken electric aerial tried to retract as the inner nylon cable was still intact. It flailed around taking bits out of the paintwork so I grabbed it and tried to stop it. Picture the scene - me pulling in one direction, Blaupunkt in the other - and the pheasant probably pi$$ing itself with laughter if it wasn't an ex-pheasant by then! Eventually I made a dive for the door, ducking the furiously lashing aerial, and turned the ignition back on. Then the cable wound out and I managed to cut it; turned the radio off - whereupon the cable raced into its hole with horribly expensive noises coming from within until I could find the appropriate fuse! Damned costly birdstrike - panel bashing, new mirror, new aerial and some respray work.