I was rushing home yesterday to make a scheduled conference call. As I hit the flat 6 mile home stretch, I saw a biker in red about a half-mile ahead. I said"Great, a target to keep my pace up!" I decided I'd reel him in. He was making good time - I had to get up around 25mph to close on him. Much faster than my usual 18-20. After about 4 miles we hit some small rolling hills and I really started to close. He kept reaching in his jersey pocket so I'm thinking, "AHA he's tuckered out reaching for the gel!" We start up the biggest of the rollers and I'm 10-yards back now and feeling proud. Then he hangs up his cell phone and dusts me! I will forever remember that as the Cellphone Cmackdown!