StopPress!!!!
Saturday afternoon just gone.....
Knock on the door...
The fing bast** who crashed into me turns up on my doorstep with...wait for it....HIS MUM!!!
Over here (in Wales) it is considered polite/an act of contrition to go round and 'see how you are' - 'specially when you've f***ed up!
Seems that Mum had had enough of sonny-jim and dragged him round to my house to see what the score was. If Mom hadn't been there I would have punched his lights out.
She was seriously hacked-off when she realised that her darling little boy had put two people in hospital. He's been lying through his teeth about what happened and I put him and Mom straight. 
He's been trying to tell folks that I was rolling backwards - the accident was going uphill - but I have an auto-box. And for those of you who don't know, you have to be in neutral or reverse to roll backwards - and therefore I contributed to the accident which of course is crap!
Then on my doorstep he tried to make out that because the scene was on a bend in the road he didn't see me until it was too late, that the road had been clear in front of him so I must have been stationary for several minutes.......all bollocks of course and said only to impress his Mom who by her expression wasn't having any of it!
I have it on good authority that he had spent the entire weekend drinking, didn't get home until 7am Monday morning (crash test dummy day) and was out driving for most of that day. 
In my estimation he was asleep at the wheel, although the cops breathalised him and he passed.
I'd tell you his name but I've a feeling this one's going to court. I've been told that I have a solicitor (lawyer) assigned to me by my insurance co.......watch this space......

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