The rain was covering the windshield, and the wipers seemed to do little more than smear the water over the glass. The lights of the cars made some of the droplets sparkle as I drove, and the music playing on the car stereo seemed to blend in with the rhythmic pounding of the rain.

I tapped the steering wheel, then turned around a corner, feeling the car jolt and hearing a loud sound simultaneously.

I stood in the pouring rain, hands shaking, trying to get a photo of the number plates of the other car, and unable to remember how to enter a new contact into my iphone. The rain was dropping onto my phone, and I worried that it might get damaged in the wetness.

I drove off, hoping for the best, and unable to see more than a scrape on the car.