I've found that the worst part of the hills in SF are the other drivers who get _RIGHT_ on your bumper. This is especially awkward in my truck which is a manual

I've found that the worst part of the hills in SF are the other drivers who get _RIGHT_ on your bumper. This is especially awkward in my truck which is a manual without a handbreak and a bumper that is high enough that sometimes cars will pull slightly under it. When I'm stopped on a steep hill and see someone coming up behind me I've tried rolling back a little to discourage getting too close only to find (multiple times) that the driver just lays on the horn and then proceeds to slide right up to my bumper. ... (don't even get me started on all the bay area drivers that drive around at night with their headlights off and are completely unresponsive to light-flashing, ...) On some roads I've adopted a practice of just going up the hill slowly enough when there is traffic in front of me so that I'm able to stop at the intersection where the hill has flattened out, rather than one car back where it's still really steep and then it doesn't matter if someone wants to wear my bumper as a mustache.