In hell, I suppose, there is a highway entirely devoted to tailgaters & roadhogs.

In my cardriving days, I used to wonder if it would be legal to have an electronic display on one's rear that could be used to flash polite messages for people who let you in, and impolite messages to tailgaters. (If you can read this, you are close enough to etc.)

In ancient times, I was in moderately heavy traffic on the New York State Thruway, in the left lane, driving at the speed limit, which was faster than the traffic to my right. That wasn't good enough for the driver behind me, who, after an insanely prolonged stretch of tailgating, pulled out onto the grassy median and passed me at something like 100 mph.