When I die, and find myself describing how I died, I don't want it to be something like "I choked on a ham sandwich" or "I fell in the shower." I want it to be something EPIC, like "I died in the apocalypse," or "I got trampled by a herd of bison."

Imagine fur covered Volkswagens coming towards you, with no intention of stopping. It has got to be pretty intimidating. Bison are sighted everyday in Yellowstone, but rarely do we get to witness a stampede.

Watch footage of a herd of bison charge their way through a parking lot in the park.