I love gas powered. I like fueling. I like flipping. I like tweaking. I love it all. When I anticipate or yearn to fly, I think about getting my engine running..and then running it full blast on the ground for a few seconds, and then feeling the power it has at it's old idle setting after warming up. My engine is MY engine. That's what I used to like about many other sports I was involved in. Golf, Mountain biking etc. Your equipment was YOUR equipment. That's why when I finally choose my 4 stroke for this bipe and the plane leading up to the bipe...it will be a choice I will stick with and back 100% after I figure it all out. However I am allowed to pick on my engine when it acts up,...as it is MY engine. Kinda like cutting on your family memebers. Only YOU are allowed to do that, you wife/girl can't do that.

STEALING UM, ROBBIN' SOME,
for the advice on the Glasses. I've been feeling like this sport is MISSING something. I think that is it. I want to be able to see my plane better, and ESPECIALLY when I can't tell if it is now banked to teh right or the left hehe. Important when it's just above the horizon and diving down. Confidence in my manuvers has saved my arse many times. I have to train my brain to disregard what I THINK I see and realize that I didn't really push that way it's going the right way. Doing the opposite could cause an airplane to Auger into the ground. And I've seen that too many times to want it to happen to me...at least not just yet.
Those glasses should really help things out. I like my shades, but they are more for style and for blocking glare. Even in cloudy days there is glare, but when I wear my shades it darkens thing too much. I never thought about wearing those. Thanks again.
I might even make my eagle a double engine plane and dedicate it to you bill HA. Of course, I won't use fox engines either.

Tom, nobody touches my plane. Earlier this year when I was desperate to get flying and get things working..I let a couple guys fiddle. The one guy got things going, the other messed things up but helped me understand somethings and also took my plane up for me when I was too chicken to solo. I called him my instructor as I thought he was going to be there often like he was last year, but I finally got fed up with not being able to fly so I took off and taught myself the hard way. HAR. Last year my bro solod for the first time, and about 4 - 5 flights later he was taking off and landing for me until I got the guts to do it myself. There was no aborting takeoffs and landings. Usually I just got nervous in flight and shoved the controller into his stomache. THat allowed me to regain my composure and take the controller back. Usually I would just say LAND cause I was afraid I would lose it all. He does and always has been very good at landing. Even his takeoffs look easy and straight compared to many others out there. His flying needs work, although he's good. He is too dangerous. I anticipate a serious crash within his next few times out. He is not happy unless he is pushing the envelope and more. I'm all for that, but at minor steps.
Correction: after that someone did touch my plane. I was polite the first time but the next time I warned him he would be drawing back a bloody stump as I take my personal space serious. Like I explained to his friend, I don't grab his wife's breasts...don't walk over and pick up my plane and start molesting it either. HA. hehehe

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