I was actually hit by someone who *may* have been drinking this weekend; he looked it, for sure, and he was coming from 'dinner' at the local bar, but we didn't wait for police because nobody was hurt, the response time would have been over an hour (yay backwoods!), and he accepted full responsibility for the accident then and there, both to me and to the insurance company. He wasn't being a dick about it so I saw no reason to fuck him over as there was no doubt his insurance would be paying for everything. Plus it just so happened that a retired police officer was walking by the intersection, as well as a fire truck passing by, so the dude couldn't argue anyway as there were plenty of reliable witnesses who saw him ram me.
The entire back of my car got smashed, however, rear windshield exploded, it is a mess. If my little girl had been riding in her car seat in the back, she would have been seriously hurt or worse; I actually thought about it and realized that if something had happened to her, I would have killed that fucker then and there without a moment's hesitation. Instead, I let him off easy, secure in the knowledge he was replacing my car whether he liked it or not.