Lucky for this little anole that I had a chance to pull over quickly after I noticed it clinging perilously to my windshield wiper.
Its long toes were wrapped tightly around the blade making me think of old-time air shows when the dare-devils would climb out onto the wing of a bi-plane clinging desperately to the struts.
As much of a fly-girl as I was, I could never imagine what prompted them to do that.
This little fellow (or girl) was happy to see green, green grass underfoot within seconds of this picture.
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