Occasionally no-one can score. There is a drought or a dealer is holding out. One or two Speedfreaks will have a bit of personal stashed away against such an occasion. So everyone is on the beer and those who have a little bit of speed put by have to pretend that they are just on beer like everyone else. 
‘Are you sure you haven’t got a bit stashed away?’
the Speedfreaks ask each other.
‘No. Good beer this.’ say the Speedfreaks who do not wish to share.