After a fabulously perfect day of boating (sunny, warm but not hot or humid, which is rare for August in these parts) and an amazing dinner out with friends:
IA 1. We were headed home, and the road from where the marina is located is VERY curvy and I hadn't been on it for years. There was a jacka$$ of a driver tailgating me with those horrible headlights that are so white they have a blue tint to them. I was blinded by all 3 mirrors and could barely see. When oncoming traffic was present it was impossible to see. It was so bad I was struggling to see the road half the time, or I would have been able to watch for somewhere to pull over and let him pass.
IA 2: When we got to the next town, I was able to ditch him and felt a bit better about life until I saw some lovely red and blue lights behind me. Yay. Pulled over, and no idea why.
IA 3: The guy who was blinding me, causing me so much chaos had called and reported me for being all over the road and for actually being over the center lane a couple times, once with a car coming toward me. He told them I had to be be impaired. I explained how he had me blinded, admitted to one beer 4 hours before, since I knew I'd have to drive, and easily passed the 'follow my finger' test, and was let go.
I was beyond chapped that the person who was causing all the problems would report me.