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@NunyaBidness
@freemo I had never even heard of it until today
@freemo me too!!! :)
And to be honest?
I'm doing it not as well. Bu tnot pretending to be some running man next to me but me on motorbike or something like this.
I like to idea to seek for available (even small) road at the full speed of car/train I'm sitting in.
@freemo I used to think about that too. It always seemed like a game in the mind, training to respond faster to obstacles and limitations. I still think of this game but I have to pay attention to the road.
@AmpBenzScientist
For me it was a scary figure
@freemo I pretended that it was me somehow traveling that fast and jumping vehicles. It was upsetting to be disturbed because it was me.
Did I mention ADHD and extreme sports since childhood? It's probably implied in the above.
@AmpBenzScientist
Lol, you arent thr first one who said they pretended it was then
@freemo
There is not much more to do on a long trip, than personifing the speed in relation to the transpassing objects.
Human aren't suppose to travel so fast by nature. So we are not quit good in recognizing the flying things around us faster. We can not do much more out of this situation, I think, that stimulates our reward centre in the brain the same way without crashing into the next streetlight.
@Sounds_of_heaven
Reasonable points
@freemo
Budding pattern recognition perhaps? I did this too, sort of. It wasnt a man, it was at night, we had to reach each streetlight within a certain amount of time or the car would disappear. Or in daytime, each mile marker had to pass within a certain point or the car would disappear.
I think that was pattern recognition chained to anxiety because we were soooooo damn poor that having a car was an extreme luxury at the time.
@herag
Or slender man is just real ;)
@freemo
I like that explanation more actually. Haha
@freemo
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It's not.
>”As a kid i did this... i didn't know it was normal.” (imagine a man running along side the car)
I thought it was me running. I’d look out and try to follow a path along the side of the road with my eyes as if I was trying to follow that path. Then our car would go into a tunnel or there’d be some obstruction that would end the path I was following and it would be very dissatisfying.
I think maybe you were also trying to follow that path but perhaps it was easier to imagine someone else doing it.
So. When you were a kid, how did you feel about your mother? 
(running man – not to be confused with burning man)
For me it was a slender man type scary figure.
I loved my mom but we had conflict.
@freemo same! For me, I imagined a big brush-hog that had to lift over the mailboxes
@freemo wondering if an introduction to video games was needed to trigger such an event?
@freemo
I don’t remember doing this and now I have hives thinking I’m probably the weird one.