With the sole intentions of just watching some airplanes fly, I was engaged by a kind older gentleman – who on trust alone – let me borrow his copy of RealFlight Classic. I was a scrawny teenager who borrowed his mom’s car (if that puts a time stamp on this story) to drive out to the Tri-County RC Flyers field in Savannah, GA. I didn’t even own an airplane, nor had I ever flown one. And the truth is: my professional career, all the interesting places I’ve traveled to while experiencing this great hobby, and the people and friends I’ve met along the way, I can ultimately trace back to one day when I was introduced to RealFlight. As I sat hunched over my keyboard, burning the midnight oil, trying unsuccessfully to come up with some witty introduction to this review some sort of clever analogy to convey to you how powerful of a tool RealFlight actually is, I had an epiphany – one that made me stop and think for a few minutes about how I got to where I am today.
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