I have a particular affection for the Falcon Commander.
It was my daughter's first rocket. I was skeptical when she picked it out because I thought it looked a little difficult for a 7 year old.
I was wrong...her model came out just beautiful.
She desperately wanted to fly it when finished but it was a windy day. I tried to talk her out of it but she started to cry so I relented.
It flew beautifully but the wind carried it to a power line...more tears, "Daddy get it down for me!"
It was a trunk line
, more electricity than I wanted to deal with.
So I grabbed my wrist rocket sling shot and marched over to where the rocket hung on a power line.
I picked up a stone from the gravel road and shot...missed by 3 or 4 feet...You should have seen the look of disgust on my daughter's face. She was PO'D!
I grabbed another stone for a second shot and POW!!!! I hit the plastic loop on the nose cone, broke it off and the model fell straight down.
My daughter stopped crying.
She still has it (I saved it for her) she's 46 now.