It was a dark and stormy night between 9:15 and 9:30 on March 24th. The place was Zehndner Ave. Then again you already know the details seeing as how you backed into my door and then took off. This wasn't a simple love tap that you might have mistaken for aggressive breaks or some other mechanical hiccup. You plowed into my car! You drove off! You didn't leave a note! There was a witness. I'm submitting information to the police tomorrow morning. Have fun living life as a felon and if you are lucky enough to not get caught I hope karma burns your house down, urinates on your parents' graves and kicks you in the nuts/ovaries.

If this was a mistake and by some miracle you are a half decent person feel free to contact me so our insurance companies can resolve this. My hopes are small since you're most likely a mouth breathing bottom feeder.