Around here, the deal is trucks. Big, honking, longhaul, 18+ wheelers hauling everything from chickens to steel to telephone poles. Seems like since Covid, they have doubled in number. It's semi mountainous around here (npi) so there's trucks running 80 mph downhill and trucks running 50 mph uphill. And they are dead set on getting in front to get up steam for the next uphill run. It's common to end up passing the same truck 10 times in an hours journey as he barrels past on the downhill and then you pass him on the next steep stretch. To lose a guy that is playing pass tag and break the cycle, I like to get in the fast lane on the downhill and when they come flying up behind, flashing the headlights, I ease off the pedal and make them brake just as we reach the bottom of the slope and then I resume 75 uphill and leave them redfaced and putting together words they've never combined before as they slide over into the slow lane and turn on the flashers to make the hill at 45 mph. I may get creamed doing that eventually but it's always fun to ditch the d-bags.