Incidentally, in my neck of the woods fresh road kill, (of the deer kind) get’s muscled into the back of the pick’em up - and taken home to butcher and eat.
It’s even legal these days. Way back I was the ‘recipient’ of one myself, heavy little buggers, nearly busted my gut getting her into the Brat I owned at the time, back then it wasn’t legal yet, so it had the sweet tinge of poaching attached to it. Though it was someone in front of me who did the kill’n, it was me doing the profiting.
These days, my neighbors have been hitting the jackpot last one maybe a month ago. How do I find out? My doggie starts coming home with fresh bones and it ain’t hunt’n season. 
Just saying life in the outback. Ain’t perfect, but it’s pretty dang good. 