Out here in Wisconsin we have the worst group of bumper hogs around. They like trying to push you up to 70 on a rural road in an ice storm at night. They get so close you can’t even see their headlights in the rear view mirror. Nothing but grill.
My solution. Pull over onto the shoulder as soon as possible and let them pass. I don’t slow down just get out of their way. They look at me like I’m crazy, but my blood pressure stays low and I don’t have to worry about getting hit by the idiot behind me. Once they are past I pull right back on the road.
Most times I catch them at the next town.