Riding with friends this morning, I humorously hypothesized that rather than benefitting from a leading rider's draft, the following rider actually pushed them forward. I named this effect the slipstream bow wave -- the phenomenon of a leading rider surfing on a cushion of air created by the following rider.
Even funnier than just joking about it, I thought, would be to demonstrate with a little push to my friend's back with the delightful chirping "bow wave." However, this little push, while not really funny in its own right, caused me to run off the road and over the soft country shoulder into the rocky gulch.
My schtick, it would seem, is less cerebral and more slapstick.