I rode a $7,000 electric bike that's as close to an old-school motorcycle experience as you can get in the 21st century - here's what it was like

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I've plugged in one end of the charger to the small port at the bottom of the battery.

The Tracker S is made largely of aluminum, with a 750-watt rear hub motor, front hydraulic disk brakes, and regenerative-braking hydraulic rears that activate via the left handgrip. The tires are nice and fat, and there are vintage leather appointments.

The headlamp is nice and big, just like on a motorcycle, and there's a narrow tail light under the seat.

The tires are fat and soak up the bumps, as does the front fork. The leather saddle is lovely, but in my riding I found that it could use significantly more cushioning. Any bump, roadway imperfection, or railroad crossing meant standing on the pedals.

Overall, however, the Tracker S's build quality is superb.

That said, in Race Mode, you might find yourself zipping along at 35 mph on full electric throttle, so I would recommend considering at a least an open-face motorcycle helmet of the type I own. I would also suggest a lightweight motorcycle jacket with some reinforcement at the elbows, if you want to guard against spills.

I'll be honest: the Tracker S is easily one of the most FUN test vehicles I've every sampled. Yes, it's expensive, but from my perspective, absolutely worth it. If I had a different life — that is, if I weren't testing an automobile or two every week — I'd be a Tracker S owner in a heartbeat.

It would provide at least three benefits. First, I'd be riding a bike more — as compelling as the Tracker S is in all-electric mode, the variable torque-boost it provides when pedaling is groovy enough that I didn't need to be draining the battery as fast as I could.

Second, I'd scratch my motorcycle itch without having to deal with an actual bike (and the motorcycle certification, which I currently lack). The Tracker S is basically what I want in a bike anyway: a modern-day, hipsterfied version of the earliest motorbikes.

Third, for managing life in a small town or (in my case) a suburb, the Tracker is ideal three-season transportation. With a rear rack and a pannier — Vintage Electric sells both as accessories — I could tackle most of my routine chores, errands, and shopping.

Those are the virtuous and practical reasons for getting a Tracker S (or another Vintage Electric bike, for that matter, starting with the $4,000 Cafe model). Then there are the irrational ones, such as how flat-out intoxicating it is to ride the thing.

At 20 mph, you can hang with traffic on suburban roads. When I started testing the bike, I rode it like a traditional bicycle, hugging the side of the road. But as I got used to the Tracker S, I throttled into traffic and operated the bike more like a motorcycle, moped, or scooter. (Which raises another minor complaint, beyond what I already said about the saddle: I'd immediately add some side view mirrors to the Tracker S, if I were an owner.)

The Tracker S is exceptionally well-balanced to ride. It has the bulk to be aggressive in corners without unsettling the frame. The brakes are great, inspiring confidence. And the acceleration is smooth and snappy. The learning curve for me wasn't at all steep: a few hours.

Electric bikes are an ideal solution to the difficulties of commuting or running errands on a traditional bike. Let's face it: bikes are fun, but covering even a few miles can be tiring, and in hotter weather, the sweat can flow.

E-bikes alleviate much of this. But the Tracker S completely banishes all biking drawbacks. I could tackle a 20-mile commute with this sucker and have essentially no worries beyond getting caught in a rainstorm. As far as safety goes, I did notice that I had to up my awareness of vehicular traffic, mainly because I was going so fast that is was easy for cars to lose track of me.

The bottom line is that the Vintage Electric Tracker S might not be the ideal e-bike/motorcycle stand-in for everybody, particularly given its price. But for me, it was perfection — very tempting perfection!