I see more things when I go slow. I tend to lollygag enjoying flowers and bunnies. The other day we rode past a rabbit and it was so cute, as we went by it flattened it's ears out to hide, and I was laughing. Ben was asking, "what? what?" and I mentioned the rabbit and he says, "what rabbit?" He never saw it. He's also missed seeing horses close to the fence on the road side. I mean how on earth can you miss a great big black and white paint horse? He does. He is more concerned with flying along. Me? I'm mooing and whistling at everything I pass.