I flew the Hawk Sky yesterday. It caught a thermal and was almost out-of-sight in no time. And then I managed to get it lost in the glare of the sun. I thought it was gone for good. But it crash-landed about 5 blocks away, in the street, and a guy in a van picked it up and went looking for somebody with a transmitter. And there I was, walking back to my car, transmitter in hand. I was really relieved. The plane had only minor damage and was easy to repair. Best of all, it didn't DO any damage! This plane will fly again. I had some amazing good luck. The guy who found my plane had flown radio control, and I'm sure that helped. Talk about a good Samaritan!
Later in the evening I flew a Firebird Stratos and had a much less stressful experience.
Later in the evening I flew a Firebird Stratos and had a much less stressful experience.
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