I really am not sure how to explain it something my best friend and I saw once while driving through Utah. I would absolutely not in a million years believe in Bigfoot, but I don't know if anything else that would describe it.

While somewhere about an hour south of Salt Lake, something jumped out onto the middle of the road about 40 yards ahead of us, on two feet. It hunched down like immediately after it landed, rotated the top part of it's body towards our car, and then just took off running towards the other side at a seriously ridiculous speed for it to have been a person. And this was like in the middle of nowhere as far as we knew. It was tall as fuck, not really very wide or anything, but either had a full on costume or was covered in hair. But you could still see skin underneath. Like a hairy black mans chest, kinda. But everywhere on its body. Scared the piss out of us. My friend started to slow down right after it took off (this all happened so quickly), but I begged him to gun it. So he did. We really don't know what the fuck or who the fukc that could have been. This was only a few years ago, but we honestly don't ever talk about it with anyone except ourselves. It was very surreal and I would have thought it was just a hallucination if not for him being with me and still recounting it to this day with each other.

Maybe we both hallucinated, I don't know. We sometimes say that maybe it was just an unshaven Karl Malone jokingly.