My car was chased by a pheasant the other day. As is usual with these daft animals I had to slow down to let him and his harem cross the road (when all of my instincts were shouting 'free dinner'!). When I drew level with him he started running alongside, with the occasional hop and flap, pecking at the wheels. He was eventually running at about 25mph and I'm sure he had a really hard expression on his face (remember how that Emu used to curl his beak?) Probably a good job I didn't run him down, he would have wrecked the car and then eaten ME!