Like Steven Spielberg's cameo in the Blue's Brothers, sometimes little things count. You might not know the friction coefficient of asphalt, you might not even know what a friction coefficient is, but when you hear your Vittorias rolling on the white line, you'll know you're in heaven. Sweet silence. But - like a snort of pure columbian - the white line won't last forever. You'll fall off the straight and narrow and it will be the roughest of come-downs. But reclaim that white line fever! Practice pays, and over time that energy saved can be reinvested in other things, like plotting revenge on the dealer who -anyone would agree - is cutting your stuff with too much talc.
Shut your eyes while riding the white line and feel the difference come through the saddle.