She was gonna ignore it, until I got out and confronted her. I said "Look What you've done, I think we should exchange details" She said "Why are you even bothering? Your car is so old it's not worth fixing." I took down her number plate, and took a photo on my phone of the door still stuck in the wing. She then swapped numbers, and told me her Husband would be in touch. I'll just ask him for cash, as it's easier than fannying about.
These women in Chelsea Tractors seem to think they're above other motorists, but they shit themselves when they play chicken with me in my coach, and bottle it!
