I bet that is exactly what you are thinking right now, because I'm still pondering it.
I was biking back from the deli and making good time because my lunch break was about over, I had to have been going 18-21mph, no cycloputer to verify though, and all of a sudden this little Killdeer came jetting out of the field next to me and started racing me. I was pumping as hard as I could and this little son of a ***** was just laughing at me as he ran along side me. And he wasn't just keeping up either, he was drifting from in front of me to next to me to in front of me, it was aweful!!!! It looked so damned funny that I started laughing so hard I lost control and bailed into the soft grass of the field next to the road.
Then he stopped, looked at me, and just stood there as to say "come on fat boy, get up and let's finish this". I'm so depressed, I'd cry if I weren't laughing so hard.