Bloke in a marmite jersey on the busway - is that anyone on here? He overtook me properly - wound up to a good speed and zoomed past to dissuade any notions of wheelsucking then calmed back down again to a steady pace. It was a good motivator having him 50 yards or so in front and I managed to keep him in sight until he turned off.
Soon after, my spider sense started tingling and I noticed that as I came off one of the busway road crossings someone had caught up behind me, I could hear them pedalling furiously so I eased off to let them by - I don't like unknown people hanging off my back wheel. My plan was to let him by and see how long he could keep up the pace, I assumed he'd already bust a gut to catch me up so I thought I would see how long he could last. He darted off obviously trying to drop me, lots of shoulder checks to see where I was. I hung back at a respectful 20-30 yards or so but matched his pace (marmite man had turned off on a different route by this point) After about 5 minutes I started gaining on him with no extra effort on my part and sure enough he'd blown up so I eased up along side and said "keep it up, you've slowed down!" then left him behind in that special way that you do to make it look like you're not putting too much effort in, when in actual fact your lungs are bursting