Back in the HS days my buddy and I bought balsa and tissue model planes. He got the Sopwith Camel and I got the Fokker Eindekker. Figured I was smart, only one wing to build

Spent the winter building these. Lost many brain cells painting the airplane 'dope' on the tissue paper covering the wooden frame.
These were large with about a 2' wing span and could be flown with a plastic propeller and a huge rubber band supplied with the kit.
After they were built there was much glide testing in the long hallway using steam to make adjustments to the trim.
The big day came, wound up the rubber band, stood on my friends front porch and set that Fokker off into the sky.
It immediately did a tight loop and beat itself to death on the porch roof. It hung, broken, from the gutter mocking me.
I look at my buddy and he says "No way, we are going to the softball field to fly my plane"
We get to the field, he stands at home plate, looks up at the foul ball cage and says no way. Proceeds to walk out past the pitcher's mound.
Winds up the Sopwith and sets her off towards center field.
It flew up and then dove.
Dove right into the lone wire city trash can that was in short center field.
Right into it.
Beat itself to death in there.
"You just had to out do me, didn't ya?"
I've had the plans to build the GeeBee Racer from scratch since then. They remain yellowed and untouched.
Plastic models were more my speed.
This was the last survivor of many. Checked the box it was in and it didn't survive. In the bin, end of an era LOL