The Horse rear-ended and almost killed, but the true perpetrator gets away.

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As I was driving home from Trader Joe's this evening, staring directly into the sun, a Jeep of some sort cut me off from right to left, entering the intersection though a stop sign to the right and causing me to slam on my brakes. The driver behind me, who, like many inexperienced suburban drivers, was tailgating me, rear-ended me, sending me into spin, followed by a roll. I was then hit by an East-bound beer truck, which caused my airbag to deploy, smashing my glasses into my right eye, severing the optic nerve, and rendering me forever unable to play competitive sports. My right eye-ball dangling from my head, and cupped gently in my hands, I chased down the vehicle that had caused the accident, which was actually stuck in traffic to the East, and wrote down their license plate number. I apologized to the person who had rear-ended me, explaining that their Insurance Company would probably have to play for the accident, even though it was really caused by the person who had cut us both off. OK, only the first paragraph is true. But I wondered, as I headed home, my heart pounding, whether the person behind me would have had to pay for the accident, had they rear-ended me. Fortunately, as has happened before, I was able to brake and then accelerate, avoiding an accident. The person behind me was NOT tailgating (thank goodness) and the (probable teenager--I was near a high school) who cut me off was saved by my braking action and quick swerve. Do you ever tire of saving others from their own stupidity?