I love coming across stuff like this: “Something interesting happened on my evening commute yesterday… I was coming down a slight grade, not pushing super hard, maybe 19mph, when this guy on an xtracycle loaded with gear blasts past me. Intrigued, I jumped anaerobic and followed him for the next mile. I think we averaged about 26mph.”
Yeah, that was Mike.
There’s a similar account of a good-natured “duel” in the sidebar of Xtracycle’s listing of Stokemonkey as an accessory:
i had great fun last night on the way home from picking up a big load of veggies with carl aboard. joined roadie commuter at a light, and passed him. he caught me huffing at the next light. he was going balls out, and i was just keeping up, not wanting to look like i was working too hard. carl was yelling “faster papa!” roadie kept looking back, shaking his head to see me 15′ behind. i passed him uphill after a mile or so, protesting “no fair! – where’s your kid and groceries?”