bad car day

This just isn't a good day for cars. Dianna was heading home on the 710 when some unidentified object slammed into her windshield and cracked it. Not cheap to fix. And what exactly can one do about being hit like that? There's no good way of telling which vehicle it came from and maintaining control becomes a bigger issue. I picked Dianna up later this evening and on the way back to my place we stopped at Trader Joes. As we finished up shopping a manager paged the owner of a red Ford Escort (mine looks red at night). We were handed a license place number scrawled on the back of a reciept. Apparently another customer witness a car hit mine and drive away. Sure enough I found a dent on rear-left corner of my car and one of my lights doesn't work. We called the police but they couldn't locate the plate number. The officer said it was pretty rare for a hit and run report to track down perpetrator. Most of the time, he explained, it's an elderly person who didn't even realize that they hit another car. This is the second hit and run on my car. I guess it's a good thing that the appearance doesn't matter very much to me.