Car Chaser

I learned back in my Nascar days the power of drafting. No I wasn't a Nascar driver in the circuit but did a lot of online racing with the Nastrack Online racing circuit. Basically the same thing.  I was also about 30 pounds heaver.  But never the less I learned that cars cut a bigger hole in the air than drafting with other cyclist. 
On my solo rides, there is a particular spot that I will circle around waiting on a car.  The spot of choice is at the top of Lynnwood Blvd that turns down to Berry's Chapel and if I turn right, there is an awesome long down hill with smooth pavement and great S curves that leads to Hidden Valley Road.

It's at that moment, as I lie in waiting for a passing car, that I realized that I'm not much different than the hound.  We both like to pee on trees and we love the thrill of the chase.  As I sit and wait, a Buick pulls down the the hill toward the stop sign where I wait. As I size up the driver I let the Buick pass. Everyone knows that anyone driving a Buick will not give me the speed that I'm looking for and will slow me down.  So I wait.
 Next I see a young kid driving a red Mustang pulling down the hill toward the stop sign, my heart immediately starts to pound. I've found my prey. The kid stops at the stop sign and shoots a look my way and makes the right turn heading down the hill. At that point, I'm clipped in and ready for the chase!
It's not long before the red Mustang has his rear view mirror full of me in my tuck position, 35, 40, 45 mph and I'm still there.  I can see his eyes glancing in his mirror as we hit the S turn where he has to back down from 50 to 45 mph to make the turn, I'm still there.  Once on the flats he guns it as if to say, "my Mustang is faster than your bike", and leaves me in the dust.
I, like the hound, have accomplished my mission and got my thrill. Then I pull my bike over, dismount, and pee on the nearest tree.  My work here is done.