Originally posted by mtnbiker
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I was a much bigger goober than you, I am afraid. I limited everything to a single scale (1/72) and I used to buy books about the planes I was building and then modify the models to be more accurate. Modifications included replacing pitot tubes and gun barrels with hypodermic needles (my dentist used to put his used ones, of various sizes, through the autoclave and give them to me upon my solemn representation that I was not using drugs; I dint think he could do that anymore). I also used to make custom parts using my own carved wooden forms and then heating cottage cheese containers over a flame until soft and molding the parts. The list goes on and on. And don't get me started on the paint schemes and color matches. Anyway, you can see what a nerd I was. It was the most important thing in my life until suddenly it wasn't. I don't think I have built a model since I was 15.

actually lived there in the back of the hangar, and could be pretty gruff, but we got to know him a bit, and got to look around the plane. They had done just about all they could think of to streamline the plane, and stopped racing it a few years ago. I'm not sure if it was because of the cost - they kept burning up engines - or because it was getting dangerous to keep clipping the wings and tweaking the aerodynamics. Taking away half the ailerons makes it really dicey to fly, especially at landing speeds.

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