Vandals Should Die A Slow Horrible Death

So last night I am dropping my son off at his mom's house after my visitation and some idiot decides it would be a good idea to vandalize my precious, precious truck. I am in the driveway telling my son goodbye and I notice this truck slowing down, then I see some punk roll down the window, pull out something that looks like either an aluminum bat or shotgun barrel and then hear a loud exploding sound. Now my baby's momma doesn't live in the best 'hood so I think - drive by. I grab my kid, duck down, and then hear the truck speed off. I tell my boy to grab mommy's hand and to go inside her house. Then I run to my truck and see my driver side mirror shattered and demolished lying there on the street. That is when the high speed chase begins. I am darting in and out of the neighborhood streets, honking and flashing my lights, but the punk ass apparently went to gang bangers driving school because he is pulling in front of cars, weaving around traffic and I eventually lose him. DAMN! He had no lights on his plates so all I know is some Mexican guy in a white truck hit my mirror with a bat... doesn't make for much of a police report. Normally these gang banger punks have a dead giveaway on their vehicles but I have to get smacked by the one truck in the neighborhood that doesn't have the criminal's last name stickered on the back window in Old English lettering.