+1. Riding my folding bike over the Queensborough Bridge last week, I passed a guy on a fixie. I smoked him. Then I could see him standing up and hammering as if he was going to catch me. Then an MTB appears from behind the fixie guy, passes him, and I crank it up another notch to stay ahead of the MTB guy. MTB guy breezes past me, and he's barely pedaling. Then I see the giant battery pack on his rear rack, and the big hub, and I realize what's going on. There's no keeping up with this guy! Meanwhile, fixie guy has apparently decided I, too, must be on an electric bike, and has given up the chase. How fast were we really going? I have no idea. I think the electronics of the electric bike messed with my computer. But for its amusement value: