Ok my train jumped the tracks on that last post!
I forgot to mention that I successfully learned again how to fly (somewhat limited I might add) with my Eagle 63 ARF but sold it within just a few months to a guy in the city.
But back to my monologue....I found my original Eagle Kit at a swap meet a few years later and although it had been partially recovered and had some battle scares I just had to have it back! One might ask how did I know it was my faithful '63? Well back in the day we religiously would buy these AMA stickers from the club that listed your name, AMA number and a phone number mounted in your plane, as I remember it? Apparently when I sold it I never tore it out. So I took my swap meet prize home and did a little refreshing, recovered most of it and set out upon the so called "
Flight of the Phoenix". It was a great morning and although one would think this story was going to end happily forever, it actually was more like a flying version of the Titanic! I had installed an O.S. 46FX which was a screamer in its day...started my takeoff run and easily cleared that pesky South fence line with tons of room to spare, she was airborne again, Briefly! I got cocky and proceeded to do a roll but in my hast to get back in the air I had forgotten to adequately secure the fuel tank!! CG abruptly shifted, which created pilot panic followed by pilot error than lastly to my anguish the 20 yr old plane smacked the ground! Again just as in '84 just a bunch of sticks

, The only thing I was pleased about is no one happened to be at the crash site until later in the morning after I'd flown another plane I had brought.
Moral of this story:
A: Don't be stupid
B: Verify all glue joints, electrical connections etc.
C: Always have a flying buddy around
D: If you crash and didn't follow item "C" keep your mouth shut!
E: Lastly but most importantly, Always refer to item "A"
Note: This is an actual true story but doesn't count due to the R/C Statue of limitations 