... and I ended up not only comforting the other driver (while on the phone with my insurance, I found myself patting his shoulder and saying, "it's going to be okay, it's going to be okay") but also giving him a little pep talk about taking care of himself before I drove off. I thought he was going to cry. Like, Baby Nom took it better than the other driver did.
I'm not going to get into all of the details, but this guy was the epitome of Really Nice Idjit Who Is Not So Great At Life.
Kinda hurt my heart a little to hear the cop tell me they were going to have to arrest him once I was off the scene (not for hitting me, but for other dum-dum things).
*sigh* That guy needs a life coach.
And, yes, I'm fine. I mean, I would have felt soreness by now, right?!