Follow Up to Hit and Run

So you followed my public rant on Facebook about the hit and run.... so here is my end of the movie credits are rolling what happened next. First, to spin you up to date if you didn't get the full scoop from last week. My Jeep was hit in the parking lot at the shops at Briargate in front of where Isla attends her Gymboree class. I came out to find a note on my car saying "I saw a Toyota Rav 4 hit your car then speed off not sure if this helps, but here is his plate number call me if you have any questions." My first happy hippie Oregon thought was glad everyone was ok and only the car was hurt, but then as I came around the side of the Jeep and saw the bumper, rear fender, and drivers side door all taken out I got pretty upset because unless you were drunk driving their is noway you could have possibly not known you hit my car. So I drove home hoping that the plate number would at least help me find who hit the car so I wouldn't be out my deductible to pay to fix my car. I can only imagine Mr. Hit and Run (names have been changed to protect the not so innocent) was sitting in his house thinking he had just got away with murder, ok maybe not murder but you get the point.

Anyways like any good detective/crazy person mad as heck about their car. I went to the mall police to see if anyone turned themselves in later that day and although the very well intentioned mall cop armed with his pepper spray and flashlight was very nice he offered no good leads. So I went to the police to file a report. The plate number was good. Archer's mom (because once you have kids that is pretty much how you are known in your kids play circuit) had got the numbers right from the front seat of her mini van. The cop gave me the name and address of the person the car was registered to and said they would follow up on it. The address gave me the name of the person who purchased the home, and the name gave me a great search on facebook to find an open to public profile that listed Mr. Hit and Run along with a bunch of pictures of him and his child that we know from Isla's gym class. By the time the police called me back that afternoon I knew everything about that guy and all he knew was I was somebody who owned a car he hit that he thought he would never see again. The police told me he said his child was choking in the backseat and that is why he hit my car. Which I do believe, but the choking didn't cause him to drive off.

The Jeep is now heading to the repair shop to get about 2k worth of damage fixed next week at no expense to me and the Jeep will be good as new by the end of next week. Mr. Hit and Run on the other hand was cited with a hit and run/leaving the scene of an accident and now get the pleasure of facing up to his action in court. Which I am not living under the impression he will serve time or even see anything other than a fine, but he will be forced to sit in court with people their for much worse waiting in line to see the judge, somewhat of a scared straight for upper middle class that think they are above the law, not to mention his auto premiums will go way up for the next three years.

Gym class is now odd. He doesn't know my real name, because the officer wrote down that the Jeep was registered to an Emily Daring. I am half tempted to say something, but the other half of me kind of enjoys that he has no clue who I am ;) Needless to say I think we have all learned a valuable lesson.