My first is a pit-stop
My second alone
My third is for Mostell
My fourth are true bone (s)
My fifth is quite singular
Then two less than a ton
It's at this point that we are half-done.
Next we'll be dastardly
Gold Rings and some joy
Fly with the Red Max; the next is a boy
(Confused yet dear seeker? with your mind I shall toy)
My last is good company
And hidden by me....
... where will you find it?
Red.... a nano.... where else would it be?
