beautiful morning. I stopped at a red light at the bottom of a hill, in the center lane. so any traffic could make left or right turns onto the cross street, or go around me to go straight. Naturally, a pickup truck had to pull up right behind me, instead of either other lane. When the light changed, I started climbing and he stayed right behind me. If I really try, I can make the next four traffic lights, because they're sequenced, so I hammered, with the truck pacing me about 40 yards back, and made all the lights. As I rolled into a left turn lane, the truck came up on my right with the window down, the driver caught my eye, grinned and said, "Thanks. Nice pull up that hill".