Yesterday afternoon I was at a tee-intersection waiting to make a left. A dodge pickup truck pulls up along side to make his right turn. When he decided to go he gave me a parting gift...he peeled-out in the gravel and sprayed and I mean totally peppered the passenger side of my SVX with dirt and gravel. I was sitting there thinking "no...no...No....NOOOO!" then I hear CRUNCH-CRUNCH as both sections of the window shattered.
I had a few moments to think while traffic passed by and then something popped into my mind...(cue Hamish from Braveheart) "Well, looks like you din't go out and buy a sports car fer nothin'!" Gas down...wheel right. He was five cars ahead, but there was no escaping...I saw him turn and followed him to a residence in a tiny neighborhood.
Me: "Excuse me...we need to have a talk"
Him: "Huh?"
Me: "That little stunt you pulled back there at Camino Seco and Wrightstown...destroyed my window."
Him: "Oh sh...."
Me: "I think we need to exchange insurance information."
Him: "OK."
I have his information in hand, but he wants to avoid a claim.
Window is taped so it won't fall out.
P.S. I didn't break any laws (that I know of) following him.