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today i saw the crash that has made me very sad. there was an older gentalman, in his 70's I would guess, who had a beatiful older .60 size 4*. He hadn't flown in about a year, but the other skilled poilet helped him do the whole pre-flight, and was going to help him out if it was needed and everything was working fine. I went up on a small electric and was training someone when they took off. It was flying nicely from what I saw. We were flying at an airport so we usualy stay over the trees, but they were in a bad spot on the feild so the sun was in their eyes and they were flying it over themselves. Somthing happend, i hear the poilet (the one who didnt own the plane) say S***!!! and I heard the sound of death. The plane went full throttle into the ground, on the road. the plane was destroyed, exept for the left half of the wing. The electronics were salvidged, as was the engine. The worst part was that the man was there with his grand son who couldnt be over 7. The little kid said "What happend to the plane? Is Snoopy ok?"(there was a Snoopy poilet in the plane) I took 2 quick pictures with my cell phone, but they didnt turn out to well, so I wont post them.