Lynn is such roadkill. She dutch ovens Lincoln. Punches him every time she sees a car (aka playing Auto Attack). And turns everything into a competition
Uncountable noun.
Roadkill is basically the squished-up remains of some poor critter that got itself flattened by a car. It's like nature's way of saying, "Oops, you should've looked both ways, dumbass!"
Example: "I hit that raccoon so hard, it looked like it was auditioning for a horror flick—total roadkill carnage!"