A guy who's load of pricey gear made him look like a real rider passed me, but before long I started gaining on him without meaning to so I slowed down a little because I didn't want the guy to think I was trying to pass him and then he'd blow me away and make me look like a fool but I kept gaining on him anyway so finally I just put the hammer down and passed the poseur. He never caught me and I grinned for two miles.