I rode with the San Diego BMW Riders back in about 2004/5 and some of those guys, older than me, were very difficult to keep up with. We rode up to Big Bear Lake one weekend, a very beautiful road with lots of twisties, and I almost went over the cliff in a tight left curve, with no guardrail, trying to keep up with them. It would have been a long way down. I learned that day to ride my ride and not a fellow riders.