Hill Crashes

I clattered into a friggin BMW that thoughtlessly cut me of. I am stinking of the Chinese herbs right now. I got the guys number plate, and cell phone.
Can you tell me what to do next?

Also, would anyone care to offer me some kind words of sympathy as I lay festering in front of HBO?

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

But what the hell do I know? I’m a Scottish/HillBilly and we base our generational lines on grudges and revenge…lol.

I suppose the police were their usual helpful selves ?