the sad sad tale of shirley, the lama v3 ok so my lama and i were good friends, my brother got one exactly like mine, too much so it seems, because he got the same frequency >.<. anyway he was outside flying his, and i had "turned off" mine and had put it up on my desk. I go outside to watch him fly a bit, and then go up to my room to grab something or the other, smelled like burning plastic, or that burning electronics smell, the smell where you know the afterlife of rc angel has just made a visit, i go around my room sniffing, because i have some computers in my room, and get to my helicopter. Noticing the battery is still connected, and that my brother is still flying outside, i hear my little bird give one last dieing servo twitch, i quickly unplugged the battery and tried it out a while afterwards, completely dead, i managed to salvage what i could but i didnt take any of the electronics
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