I think this must happen everywhere. I had someone pull the same sob story on me. He T-Boned me at an intersection in the snow. Pushed me across on-coming traffic and then gunned his engine spinning me around. The guy cried. Even begged me to not call the cops because he would lose his license and if he couldn't drive he'd lose his job...wife was pregnanet, yada, yada, yada. Guy sends me to a "friend" at an autobody shop. Only to find out the "friend" was just someone his mother knew and he wasn't going to do any work on my car without someone paying him. After months of calling and getting a run around, I told them I was going to file with my insurance which would require a police report. The wife, who wasn't even at the accident, threathens to sue me for hit and run! Uhhh, he hit me! Long story short, wife tells me to "go ahead an file. My daddy's a cop and I'll get the record pulled!" So I filed. And quess what? My insurance goes to pull the record and low and behold, the darn thing never existed! (According to the lovely Philadelphia Police Department!) I had to file 3 times, the last with the Captain, before my insurance could process my claim.
Lesson learned - never again!