Checked in really early for two domestic flights over the weekend. My bag was first out on the carousel both times. What made it particularly gratifying was I sat reading my book in cozy aircraft seat while the sheep were queuing (fantastic word that, look at all those vowels, magnificent for scrabble) for the door. When they had left I wandered with no great haste for the carousel, took my bag when it emerged from the door as I arrived and sauntered off.
My purple bag does stand out though.