"Life goes on — and nobody gets out alive."
On July 23rd, 2025, Fiido received a heartfelt message from a C21 rider named Jana — a woman who found her way back to light after years of loss, pain, and emotional darkness.
This wasn't just a product review. It was a healing journey on two wheels.
The Story of Fiido C21 Electric Bike and Jana
This is Jana's story, in her own words.
" How did I go from being a die-hard car lover to an electric bike enthusiast? The answer is simple: watching a TV series.
It all started five years ago. My son was seriously ill (he's now in his third year of remission). Three years ago, my father passed away. Last year, I lost my beloved soul dog, and earlier this year, my sister suddenly died without any warning. I fell into a deep, dark hole and went through a period of depression.
Then, in a TV series, I saw a woman who seemed to pedal her way out of depression on a bike.
I thought to myself, “That's it. This can only bring happiness.” (And, my therapist was on vacation at the time.)
So I started researching, comparing, and reading reviews. Considering price, performance, and weight, I finally chose Fiido.
The C21 perfectly matched what I was looking for: sporty, easy to handle, and light enough to effortlessly fit on the bike rack of my 190E Baby Benz.
So, I ordered two bikes… because my closest person had also been thinking about getting an e-bike — so we decided to get two right away.
Now, I ride at least two to three times a week after work, enjoying the peaceful countryside roads around Grönegau.
In just about four weeks, I've already ridden 230 kilometers. Every weekend, we head to Weserbergland and ride along the Weser River — it's always a truly special highlight.
This bike has become my soul's healer. Rating? Definitely a perfect 5 out of 5!
One door closes, and another opens. I’m not the type to bury my head in the sand and avoid reality. Everyone has their own story…
As a famous actor once said, “Life goes on — nobody gets out alive.”So, there are only two choices: either I become sicker and can't even stand myself, or I choose to be grateful — grateful that I'm still here on this earth. I chose the latter. And this bike has helped me along the way.
As for grieving and feeling sorry for myself — that can wait until I'm truly old and sick."
Jana's journey reminds us that healing doesn't always happen in therapy rooms or hospital beds — sometimes, it happens on quiet roads, under open skies, one ride at a time. To everyone still searching for light: sometimes, it starts with a bike.
