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A cheap, old-school train that couldn’t handle a tight turn without crying. It was made by wimps like Ives and Marx. Still sold by Lionel, who probably still think it’s cool.
My grandpa’s O27 broke when he tried to make it go around the block. It had a meltdown.
I bought an O27 for $5 and it still works. My Lionel costs $500 and it’s a snob.
The O27 is like the train version of a fat kid trying to run a marathon.