Even better then. I had similar once when i lived at bradford on avon, woke one night to the sound of loads of voices, and a bang. Looked out the window and in a street full of cars a bunch of lads were carrying a massive trampoline down the road and out of all the cars they managed to smash my wing mirror off.

Armed with a torqe wrench i got i pn the car and drove around till i found them, made a scene shouting and swearing and got the lads phone number and address. He said he would call in the morning to sort it. Was his 18th and tbh he didnt seem a bad lad.

But i couldnt get hold of him the next day till late in the evening as it turned out he too had spent a night in the cells.

He paid up with no issues and a few months later i saw him out and bought him a pint to say no hard feelings lol.