Got hit going through an intersection about 1/3 of the way to work. Was going around a traffic circle, guy about 1/2 block away, get halfway around traffic circle, realize guy isn't slowing down, get on the brakes and hug the circle as tight as possible, guy's front driver-side fender/wheel hits my right foot/pedal/rear wheel.

Guy rolls down window and says "oh, are you okay?"
I say "you've got to be ****ing kidding me!"
He says "oh, there was black ice, I couldn't slow down!" even though he didn't skid at all, didn't scrub any noticeable amount of speed, and the street he was on was in the sun, while the one I was on was in the shade and was ice-free.
I'm all adrenaline-ed up and stupidly say I think I'm fine and start checking for damage and he promptly drives off. Didn't manage to get his license plate number. I get going, and about a block later get calmed down and realize my rear wheel is toast and my ankle is starting to hurt. The ankle is fine now, and I'll get the new rim for cheap and had been meaning to build up a wheel anyway, but the jerk wrecked the rear wheel I'd had ever since it came on my first serious mountain bike about 12 years ago. Slowly pedaled the rest of the way in to work with the rear brake unhooked, but now I need to find some bus fare to get home, I guess.