R.I.P. Pregnant Turtle

I totalled my car last night. Driving down Clark, looked down for a moment, looked back up -- I'm closing in fast on a pair of tailights. I slam on the brakes, immediately begin to hydroplane (it was raining), and WHAMMO!!! I hit the car in front of me at full speed. Airbags deploy, windshield cracks and windows shatter, engine goes down, and I'm sitting in a cloud of corn starch (evidently, that's the secret ingredient in airbags... who knew?). Aside from a few scratches on my left forearm, I'm AOK -- but my car is a total loss.

Now here's the weirdest part: the car I slammed into just kept going! Judging my speed upon impact, I'd guess the driver's back seats were now shoved up into the glove compartment -- but they didn't seem to be too concerned about it and never even stopped! A case of hit-and-run-away? Another driver caught the runaway car's license plate number, and when the cops ran the plates, they didn't match up with the description of the car... hmmm....