As I was driving the Rebounder to Oriental, I came across a turtle in the middle of the road with it's head extended in some sort of crazy game of turtle chicken (so to speak). This time I knew better. This turtle wasn't going to get squished on the highway on my watch. I turned the motorhome around, went back, picked him up, put it in the shower/bathtub, and eventually put him into the forest near Whittaker docks. When I came back to check on him, he was gone. Another good sign, I think.