I remember rabbit from when I was a kid. Especially after one night when the car tagged a bunny, it was still flopping around at the side of the road when my Dads friend got out of the car and shot it with his .22.
The next day we ate it for Sunday lunch. The kidneys were best.
When I was younger still I remember Dad coming home with a rabbit (or hare) that hadn’t got out to the way of one of those grass cutters that hangs of the side a tractor.
We had it for dinner.
Does that make my favorite protein road kill?