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I was driving when I spied some movement in my upper field of vision. Three large hairy legs were feeling their way along the edge of my sun visor. I was in fast moving traffic with nowhere to turn off, and I watched with horror as the whole thing emerged like the alien mother and crawled across the roof to sit directly above my head like a furry little sword of Damocles.
Took a lot of effort to remind myself that no-one's ever died from a huntsman, but plenty have died in car accidents ("eyes on the road, eyes on the ROAD!!"). Ended up driving the whole way there with that damn thing hanging over my head because I figured, at least I knew where it was.
Markus
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