I drafted four miles last night behind Mister Indy. He "let" me snag on, then pulled us down a long straightaway. It was thrilling. I kind of got tunnel-vision right onto his tire. I felt like if he hit something, we'd be in deep doo doo. It was a very odd exercize in trust and concentration.
He reports we were going 20-22 mph.
This bike has never seen that on a flat. Nor has this chick.
Amazing how that drafting thing works! And way awesome!!! WHOO HOOOO!!!!!
