(and Machismo’s Dirty Little Secret)
Don’t you feel it’s a kind of weakness when the car behind you is tailgating — when you feel like they’re somehow “pushing” you to go faster on this scenic road through the pine woods — and instead of ignoring them, instead of enjoying the beauty and the air, you find yourself speeding up as though to accommodate them! You imagine you’re lessening the focus on your slowness, you imagine your surge in velocity makes them less unhappy with you…
How annoying. I’m ashamed but sometimes I find myself doing something very like this. On other days, to reduce the pressure, I make a point of repeatedly using hard-to-find turnouts or pulling onto the shoulder when it exists, to let a bunch of cars pass so that I can continue on my way peacefully enjoying where I am until the next line of cars creeps up.