OK... call me a softie. I drove past this little guy several times during the day as it sat upon the curb, tossed out, and discarded simply because of disuse, disrespect, dilapidation, and (name your own adjective).

It sat, silently accepting its fate.

And my heart latched on to it... so I packed it into the back of the car and brought it home.

It's a little pedal car airplane. I actually found the company that sells the kit and reached out to them to see if they are still in business.

I have no time line here. Heck, I don't even have the room - but that never stopped me before. Looks like I will be opening the tub in the garage marked 'Little Airplane Tools'.

Vixyy