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Final Take the Revolt is a big cuddly teddy bear that has razor blades for teeth and claws like a butchers cleaver. It's fair to say we didn't get enough time aboard the Evil Revolt. We could ride this bike again and again and again and it still wouldn't be enough; it's hellishly adroit at thrashing trail and just so much fun to ride.

The Revolt's rear suspension eats burl with ferocious tenancity and its rear end tracks remarkably well. The Delta syspension with its dual progressive leverage rate curved sounds ridiculous, but it's the ridiculous results that make the rider pay attention. The rear suspension is supple and compliant over small bumps, and tames the largest of hits.

Somewhere between the supple small-bump sensitivity and large-lump damping, the Revolt sits on a cloud of traction. At speed the suspension settles into it's travel and creats traction in places on the trail where other bikes flounder, but simultaneously allowed our testers to break traction and drift the rear wheel whenever it was necessary, or simply desired.

Part of the bike's playful nature can be chalked up to the suspension, but credit is also due to the Revolt's extremely low centre of gravity. It's silhouette sits low (the bottom bracket ehight is 13.78 inches in the lowest setting). This leave lots of room for body English and gives you the impression that all of the bike's weight is hanging between your ankles. Those traits made our testers want to head for the inside of corners, break the rear end loose and wildly stomp the pedals before boosting into the next trail hazard. The Revolt proved one of the best bikes in our test for jumping duties.

There have been reliability issues with some of the Revolt frames, due to lapses in manufacturing quality control. The company has found a new vendor, and in 2011 we can expect to see the Revolt updated into a new carbon-frame DH bike that will be dubbed the Evil Undead. We can already see the rotted hand emerging from the grave with its middle finger firmly pointed at a post-apocalyptic sky.