There once was a movie called "The Loneliness of the Long-distance Runner".
Here we have The Loneliness of the Professional Puzzler. Once, when they were only two categories, he could watch new and lovely puzzles be born in the Rookie Section, and he could reasonably hope they would last long enough for their genitor to think that they were big boys now, they could try their luck in the upper category... there the Pro, his keen eye on alert, would catch them unprepared and throw them in his bag.
Now he has to wait twice longer until they reach his playground, the third and upper category. And he knows that before this they'll have to escape a bunch of cunning experts, who will seize all the juiciest preys and leave only the toughest old-timers for him to feast upon.
I see them pass everyday, those fine cars I think only I should identify.
I see my fellow Pro, when a Feature Writer status allows him to post in the lower categories, uttering melancholic comments and painfully restraining himself from giving an exact ID.
Life is hard on the Professional Puzzler.