I recall when I was about five or six. I received a train set as a Christmas present. But times were tough and we were a fairly impoverished family: Mother, sis and me. It was a little steam train--we didn't have electricity because the power had been cut off. To get it to run we had to cut up the furniture and burn it one little piece at a time. The engine ran steady for the entire twelve days of Christmas, and then, because we were out of furniture, it stopped. I have many fond memories of that little engine, a faltbed, passenger car and red caboose. FYI.

PS I do not recall the track gauge.