Either that, or birds of the Capital Region wait until your car is directly in front of them to take flight.

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Of all the places I've lived in New York, the Capital Region has been the only place that I'm more likely to hit a bird with my car than a squirrel.

It happened to me this morning. It happened to me yesterday morning. It'll happen to me tomorrow morning. I can't be the only one because sadly, I see these pretty little creatures lifeless on the road fairly often.

This phenomenon has me questioning myself, though: Am I cursed? Is my car cursed? Are birds attracted to the color of my car? Can birds even see color?

What do you think, Capital Region? Can you relate, or am I a crazy person? Let us know in the comments.