He lives up the street from me. Saw a truck that looked a lot like the paint chips scattered around my car on my way to do some errands. After I was done, I went home, grabbed a paint chip and walked down to the truck. Saw some front end damage and some glass by the front, and the paint matched perfectly.
Rather than confront the guy, I called the cops, who took their sweet time getting there - about an hour. By the time they showed up, the truck was gone. I checked throughout the evening, but still no sign. I'll check today on my way out.
I did get the plate number, which I handed off to the cops, but I'm not sure where this is going to go. I have a sinking feeling that I'll be eating this repair.
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Great detective work Kevin, but be careful in confronting people these days. There are some idiots out there...thats why I have a carry permit.
Wow - the odds of you ever finding the person who nailed your car were so slim, so that's amazing. I'll bet you'll see that car again sooner or later.
Speaking of, I was at a concert Thursday night, and someone nailed the corner of my bumper. Of all the irony - I thought I'd gotten a great parking spot. Oh well.
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