I remember once where I was driving on a 2-lane interstate during deer season, lots of trees on either side. Some fool pulls up right behind me with what I thought were his brights (turns out they were bright low-beams) while someone else is passing me. The combination of distractions caused me to miss that a sharp turn was coming up so I touched the lane boundary a little and then corrected wide to get away from the passing car, touching the other lane boundary, which I maintained as the car passed me.
I slowed down 5 mph. Bastard didn't pass me. I'm half blind, ducking my head forward so that I can see the sides of the road in case there are any deer.
I slowed down 5 more. He's still riding my ass.
I slowed down 10 more. Red-blue lights flashing, he pulls me over. Turns out he's a police officer, and given the strange turn followed by the slow driving, he suspects me of being drunk, so I have to pass his tests and insist, "No, really, your lights were blinding me via my mirror. I slowed down so that you would pass me. That's the entire explanation."