Work was total madness.
Ride home, a woman in a Corolla is in front of me, doing 18 in a 30, with her high beams on while we have oncoming traffic. None of them flash their lights at her, but I do, many times, to inform her to shut her brights off, and to inform her to speed the fuck up. Instead, she puts on her right directional, slows to about 15 MPH, and hugs the right edge of the road.
Well, that's not the proper way to permit someone to pass you, but since she's already proven irrevocably that she has NO business whatsoever driving, I take that opening, and finally for the first time put the gas pedal to the floor. 20 to 50? 20 to 60? I don't even know, it was dark and raining and my focus was on the headlights coming towards me from a thousand feet away, not my speedometer screaming upwards. And sure enough, I end up in front of her, and the dumb bitch keeps on rolling forwards at 20 MPH or less with her high beams on.
Honestly, really, truly, needs to be removed from the roads. Yes, rain and darkness suck for driving (well, sorta), but if you can't handle it, then stay the fuck home, you're an absolute menace to everyone else (literally, given your propensity to WILLFULLY leave your brights on). And yes, she knew she was doing it, because she flicked them on and off for the first oncoming car, and then gave up and just left them on.