To hit and run

Today I was the victim of what could be classified as a hit and run. There was more run than hit, and more hit than damage, but the fact remains that I have experienced just how rude and thoughtless people can be.
Some parking lots have one-way lanes. I was in one such lane, when a black jeep came tearing around the corner and into my lane...the wrong way. I saw him before he turned, saw him hesitate as if he wasn't decided if he should go the wrong way down an occupied aisle, and then saw him go ahead with it anyway. There was definitely not room enough for him in this aisle. Not only is he now coming at me, he's coming at me fast. As I'm opening my mouth to exclaim in his general direction (fruitlessly, as my window was rolled up) he flies by me, clipping my side mirror in the process. Does he stop, or even slow down? Of course not. He didn't even look my way as he drove by me.....a very strange feeling, as if my car had suddenly become invisible.
My ever-quick boyfriend got his license plate number and we called it in.....not that there was much that the cops could do. But at least they were keeping an eye out for a jerk driver in a black jeep.
The mirror only has a tiny scratch on it, and isn't really a big deal. But it makes me so angry to think that people are that inconsiderate. So the lesson for today is, you share this world with quite a few other people. Try not to act like you're the only one who matters.
Please.