And see, to me that is exactly what option B is about. It doesn't really matter why you ran away to that 10 second lead, whether it was a weak field, or you just did that much better a job prepping & driving the car. That just wouldn't be as much fun for me (then again, it's not like that has ever happened to me...).
And yeah, I know it's all racing; but I'm talking about a scrap, about having to fight tooth and nail to get around that guy in front of you, or to keep that guy behind you. For me, that's when the adrenaline really get going, when the heart really starts pumping, when I feel like I'm in the middle of a dogfight. That is why I do this shit, for times like that.