Me: Fully loaded Bianchi Volpe with two panniers, lights, water bottles, the works. I was wearing full fingered gloves, long pants, wind breaker, helmet.

Other guy: Some guy on a road bike wearing shorts, t-shirt, sneakers. No helmet. No lights.

Time: 6pm in the dark cool night

I was waiting at a traffic light and a guy on a road bike showed up and waited along side of me. When the light turned green, I gently take off and went happily on my way. I eventually look behind and noticed he was over half a block behind, then one block behind, until I couldn't see him anymore. Anyways, about a mile later he eventually catches up as I was waiting for the traffic light to turn green. The guy decides to run the red and takes off. Then he keeps running light after light.

I guess he didn't like the fact that I was on a fully loaded commuter set up and I was in the lead. The only way he could pass me was by running reds while I was obeying the traffic signals. After a while I would trail him by a couple of car lengths. I don't think he like the fact that I could keep up.

Oh well. Regardless, it was hilarious.