Slightly OT, but this thread reminded me of being 24, cycling through The Pyrenees with my mates. We hit a 20 mile on-road section and caught up with a tractor buzzing along at a decent speed.
Like a ****, I attached a bungee to my bars, cycled as close as I dared to the tractor and hooked the other end onto the rear arm. How I rejoiced as I got towed along, two feet away from a lethal spikey bit of metal.
A passing driver gesticulated at the tractor and the annoyed farmer started to raise the machinery lifting my front wheel in the air. Managed to unhook myself seconds before disaster. Took it a bit easy for the rest of the day…