It flew. It crashed. It bounced.
It flew. It crashed. It bounced. All is good. I can’t wait to fly again! And everyone at the club is -very- nice. After another flyer saw my crash and non-damage he said, “That would have completely destroyed a balsa plane.” Yea, but it isn’t. :-)
After flying, I went to my cousin Bart and my new cousin Rickie’s wedding reception. Really a great time. :-))
Oo. Taxes. I almost forgot.