Aurora went into trains,
Memory of this one remains…
In N scale,
It would not fail,
But burnt one out hauling heavy scrap metal remains!
It hauled heavy loads up a hill,
Seven and one half percent, by sheer will…
Drive wheels slipped
At too steep a tip,
A break in a rail stalled and it stopped still.
For parts I bought two or three,
It runs near endlessly….
A blast from the past
Whose heritage lasts,
My MINITRIX Li’l Donkey!