One of the coolest things in life (to me anyway) is being in the middle of a pack like that and the hum of the tires and the sounds of people cranking in unison. When you're in a group of people you know, and you know how they ride and hold their lines, you can ride with less anxiety and just let the pack pull you along. It's very cool. And amazing how fast you can go. It is a sight to see, and even more amazing to partake in. Then you get spit out the back and have to hammer to catch up again
All you can think is "gotta get back on....gotta get back on....please let me get back on...."
"Only the meek get pinched, the bold survive"