Took the bike out yesterday for the hardest ride of my life. Racing through trails, and tearing up hills and banks like I was surfing Cape Hatteras the day after a hurricane (in my younger years 1975-85'). The motor is smooth as silk, and had power to spare. The Mighty Mini Chain Ring is "torque-city" on the hills. With Fat Tires I feel like I can go anywhere. My buddy and I (he rides a Bafang BBS02) were glad that our faces were hidden by cold weather masks as we must have looked like a bunch of teenage ruffians tearing up the neighborhood. I'm 62 and he is 59. This bike is way too much fun, and I have not come close to maxing out it's capabilities. As my buddy said to me, "it's just fun, like being a kid again with my new Big Wheel".
..and towards the end of our ride, as I was cruising on smooth, paved trails, escorting my buddy home, I got a friggin' flat tire, four miles from my home, and it stated to rain, nice and cold... Happy New Year!