I’m suffering from a new ailment.
HDD.
Tony got micro helicopters for Christmas: indoor helicopters. They got plenty of air time in their rental motorhome, but the biggest indoor space to fly them in was our living room. Our motorhome front room might be larger than theirs, but it still has its share of counters, couches, and chairs. Good thing the little plastic rotor blades don’t do damage or our furniture (and grandchildren) would be shredded.
Here is a link to a clip of what it looks like when a guy who knows what he’s doing flies one. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=maR1kEGRTgQ. That’s not exactly how it looks when we fly them. Our efforts resulted in about a hundred more crashes than his.
But now, Christmas is over. The kids and grandkids are gone; and so are the helicopters. Can’t drag the kids back here every week for a fix. Maybe we should do something about the helicopter deficit though.
I’m definitely suffering from Helicopter Deficit Disorder.
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