some of the best times in my life are memories that my dad and myself made over several years of flying c/l together. i still feel the sting of a 10-6 wood propeller when i got to close while adjusting the needle. Fox .35 a ringmaster or banshee and that was all that was needed to make an old man and kid both smile ear to ear. my dad would fly his nobler upside down until the engine quit and then flip it around to land on the wheels before he lost all his speed. when he was done, there where never twist in his lines. i miss him dearly and the times are indeed precious. good luck