“Shit.  I screwed up.  I don’t want to get caught.  What if he’s hurt?  What if he’s dead?  If I leave, they can’t find me!  I’m ok.”

Well I got news for you, buddy.  I’m going to find you.  I’m going to track you down and justice shall be mine.  You WILL be arrested.  You WILL go to jail.  You WILL kiss my bumper and apologize for damaging my car.  You WILL pay my bloody deductible.

How am going to do this?  I need your help.  The help of the Dallas populace.  Here’s what happened:

I was traveling westbound on LBJ Freeway this morning.  I was in the far left lane.  Thanks jointly to weather and normal idiot drivers, traffic in front of me came to a halt and so did I.  Unfortunately, the guy behind me did not.  At 0647 I was struck from the rear by an unidentified vehicle.  All I know is that it was larger than my vehicle (I drive a 2007 Chevy HHR).  We both hit our blinkers and started to move to the right as traffice began moving.  I thought all was well and we were going to exchange info and all would be well in the Kingdom of Nigh.

That’s what I get for thinking, right?  As soon as I got hit I called my ex-wife to let her know I would be late picking up our children.  This call lasted all of 10 seconds and I immediately called 911 to report the incident.  In the process of moving over I lost track of the second driver.  It could have been one of two particular drivers next to me, however I only retrieved one of the license plates.  That’s right, buddy.  There’s a 50/50 shot I got your number!

I got off at TI Blvd and thought he would, too.  He did not.  The ass turkey decided to keep going.  I know he did because it could only have been one of these two vehicles and I was unable to follow.  I couldn’t get back over.  It was too late.

Here’s what I need.  If you were traveling along LBJ Freeway (635 West) in Dallas, Texas around 0647am on Friday, 19 December 2008, I would greatly appreciate it if you happened to be a witness.  Did you see this happen?  Did you see the second vehicle flee?  Make?  Model?  Hell, even COLOUR!  It was too dark for me to see through my rear view mirror, but I would love the help of the public.

Even if you didn’t see this, I’d love if you’d repost this in your own blog to help find the culprit.  MySpace, Facebook, Blogger, WHATEVER!  I need help, youse guys, and I’m in a bunch of pain.  Nothing broken, but I’m still hurtin’.  No sense in me having to pay ANYTHING out of pocket when some JACKASS did this and didn’t even have the gonads to stick around and man up to what he did.

Ass.

By the by.  Today is my son Jackson’s second birthday.  I’m sure he’d love a shout, yo.