ORIGINAL: D.L.R.

In 1973, after I had joined the rc ranks I had helped a guy "learn how", he had soloed and flown a few times. We were at the club field and he was in the air when he yelled at me "the engine quit" I went over to him and asked "where's the plane" 'cause I didn't see it even looking in the general direction he was. He said "it JUST went behind that hill" and handed me the TX. Being the "expert' I was (ha ha) I waited a few seconds and pulled in a bit of up elevator and held it.
We crossed the road, climbed the fence and walked in the general direction he had last seen the plane. There it sat, on the gear, no damage, amongst the cow pies. Seems the Fox .25 had swallowed all the fuel in his Goldberg Falcon 56.
Dan