Back in about 1976 or 1977 (yeah that was a long time ago) my pickup truck was parked at the end of the driveway on a winter night with snow and ice on the street. I woke up the next morning to find the drivers side in the front all banged up. Someone had slid up in there, hit it and then drove off. I don't know if he was drunk or not but probably was. It was on a weekend.
With the 2-tone paint left on my truck and part of a side marker light I was able to find him. When I confronted him he said he had knocked on my door but could get no answer. I guess he expected me to believe that. This was several weeks later and he had not tryed to get in touch with me again. He just couldn't understand why I was so upset. I did get get payment.
If you drink don't drive