Moki, for me, is the very definition of terror. Butt cheeks clinched the whole way, sweating, forcing myself to not white knuckle and be smooth on the throttle (when not coasting).
Mufada does NOT like to be ridden in 1st gear just off idle with the throttle barely cracked open, which is exactly what was required.
Thus, my little fist pump at the end.
Personally, I'm far more comfortable doing 2x or more the speed limit around a blind turn on a worn out tire 150 miles from the nearest hospital on paved roads than the Moki. Great experience, glad I did it, won't do again but do recommend if only for the view from the top!!