Strike 3 for the Skippy Car

It looks like this is the end for the poor skippy car. The day after my wife's surgery I wasn't going to work, so I didn't need it - so I let my brother borrow it and she never came home.
It wasn't really Ethan's fault - he got rear-ended by a drunk driver. Who gets drunk at 1 p.m. in the afternoon? Apparently the guy was a real piece of work. Apparently when he crashed a whole assortment of beer bottles, shotgun shells, and various other things came spilling out.
The guy even tried to get away with a hit-and-run despite the fact the he only had three wheels - and at least one of those wheels didn't have a tire anymore. Oh yeah, did I mention he didn't have any insurance?
In it's infinite wisdom, the State of NH does not require people to carry insurance, but if you DO have insurance, you are required to carry uninsured motorists coverage. So at least I am covered - no word from the insurance company yet, but I am assuming it's totalled. My insurance policy specifically covers original equipment replacement parts, so I'm sure it will add up pretty fast.
The guy tried to tell the sherrif that he was only going about 40 MPH, but the 200 ft skidmarks beg to differ.

And another case of getting smacked in the head by the sledgehammer of irony - yup, you guessed it - here is a good shot of my BRAND NEW $400 exhaust system right there. It was so new that the check hadn't even cleared yet.