Same here. It got to where I was just building them to gift to people. My kids were young then, and if they didn't break them, my inconsiderate klutz of an ex-wife would! I built a B-25 for her grandmother, whose late husband was a mechanic on them in Italy during the Big War, and one of Frank Gabreski's P-47 for a co-worker whose dad flew with him at some point. Sure was a lot of fun!