the little 7 that could

BUILD DESCRIPTION

Stock Moby 7. The ridiculed and oft-maligned moby 7 is the cindarella of the moby family. I found it for sale chained to a telephone pole on a dirt road in northern Michigan. My first moped. Meticulously restored and taken to my first rally...Chicago Fucking Rally 2011. This lil bugger tugged my 235lb 6'5" frame down Lakeshore Drive at a dizzying 28 mph as I was blasted by 200 other mopeds until I saw the peloton of blue smoke and buzzing bees fade from view. I was hooked. "A little railroad engine was employed about a station yard for such work as it was built for, pulling a few cars on and off the switches. One morning it was waiting for the next call when a long train of freight-cars asked a large engine in the roundhouse to take it over the hill. "I can't; that is too much a pull for me," said the great engine built for hard work. Then the train asked another engine, and another, only to hear excuses and be refused. In desperation, the train asked the little switch engine to draw it up the grade and down on the other side. "I think I can," puffed the little locomotive, and put itself in front of the great heavy train. As it went on the little engine kept bravely puffing faster and faster, "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can."As it neared the top of the grade, which had so discouraged the larger engines, it went more slowly. However, it still kept saying, "I—think—I—can, I—think—I—can." It reached the top by drawing on bravery and then went on down the grade, congratulating itself by saying, "I thought I could, I thought I could."