I have a 200 and a 250 Big red, and I actualy prefer the 200 for pulling ANYTHING.
We had about a foot of snow today, and me on the 250es, got to pull out a polaris Sportsmen 500 out of the snow. He was stuck stuck, and I just pulled through in front of him, hooked up and out he came. He wasn't happy his expensive quad couldn't handle a trike.
This is my trike. There are many like it but this one is mine. My trike is my best friend, and it is my life. I must master it as I must master myself. My trike without me is useless. Without my trike, I am useless. I must ride my trike true. My trike and I know that what counts is not the amount of miles we ride, but the time we ride together. My trike is human in it's own ways, therefore I will learn it as my brother. I will learn it's weaknesses, it's strengths, it's parts, and it's soul.