Yeah, not a lot they can do though to be fair, given that it was pitch black, pishing with rain and they were running away from me at the time.
"Did you see what they looked like sir?"
"Erm, aye... neds, trackies an that. About 14."
"Can you be more specific please Mr Booth?"
"Eh, well, they were about average height for a teenager..."
What the hell are they supposed to do with that? I'm just glad it wasn't the front windscreen, don't much fancy being showered with glass/shot in the face.