Ok, so this is a pretty wierd story... that's still kinda on-going.
I was woken up this morning at 6:00 by a frantic pounding on our front door. I look out the door and see a red SUV spinning its tires in our front lawn. I was just in REM sleep, so I don't really realize that this is a problem quite yet. It takes me a minute to associate the pounding on the door with the fact that I should probably go answer it. I stumble to the door in nothing but my boxers (*blush*) It's one of our neighbors, and she's pretty excited. It doesn't take me long to realize why.
Anyway, the idiot behind the wheel manages to extricate his vehicle from the front lawn, narrowly missing Vince's car and the fire hydrant. This guys is probably drunk and/or high. After some more wheel spinning, he manages to remove his vehicle from the scene of the crime, wobbling off down the road on a flat tire.
Anyway, my neighbor saw the whole thing, and managed to get his license plate number, Apparently, before he plowed into our lawan, he clipped a car parked on the side of the road, smashing the right headlamp into smithereens, and also doing some damage to the side panel.
So, I go back inside and put some clothes on, and we write down the license plate number on a piece of paper and slip it underneath the windshield wiper of the damaged car. Hopefully they catch the bastard.