I've just been for my first night ride. It seemed pretty cruisy at first, around the corners down the hill, into the road along the bottom of the valley, just like normal, although it all seemed a little faster than what the speedo was saying. Then I went through the first set of traffic lights, and into an area where there were a lot more street lights. The shadows. Nobody warned me about the shadows. I was being overtaken by phantom riders, mainly up the inside. It didn't take long to realise that they were shadows of me. It took a lot longer to get used to it. At least I think I'm used to it now. Maybe.