OK, I've never told anyone this story before.
Several years ago, my great friend Jack (may he rest in peace) asked me to leave work early and meet him at the Toronto RC club to help him test fly a new model he had built.
I went to meet him. He was standing there at one of the tables, getting ready to fly. No one else was there.
We started talking for a while, close to the table, and then, accidentally, he knocked forward the throttle stick on his transmitter. The propeller started spinning at full speed and instantly hit him in the 'sausage' area. Not the beans, but right on the 'sausage'.
He yelled and screamed.
Soon, he calmed down, but obviously still in pain.
He then asked me for a favour. He was worried he was seriously injured, and wondered if he needed to go to the hospital in case he was cut and bleeding. I don't know if you all remember Jack, but he had a big belly; a really big belly. There was no way he could actually directly see if there was an injury.
So, he asked me to inspect the 'sausage' for damage. Right there at the club, out in the open.
I did. His 'sausage' was intact.
We then said nothing, and went back to flying.
We never spoke about it again.
