Adam: Once when I was six years old my dad and I were snowplowing an empty church parking lot in the middle of the night during a raging Minnesota winter blizzard. My dad had a huge mustache so it was cool. We were bouncing around in the truck plowing up a storm when suddenly an enormous owl slammed into the windshield going way over the speed limit. Unfortunately we killed it but the poor little guy hit US so it wasn’t really our fault. You might say I was never the same after that.