I got introduced to the Lew Woolard rework when I say Stan Hogarth of Colorado, I think, fly his kit built Shark .45 at one of the first VSC contests that I attended, and it flew that airplane very well.
Dan McEntee
Rusty Brown bought that engine from Stan. I think it was in 2005 or 2006. Rusty told me that Stan had flown it in his Shark .45 and I was somewhat in disbelief since I had a Lew Woolard Silver Fox .40 and seriously doubted mine could fly a Shark .45 with any authority. This was one of the two trips I took to VSC with Rusty. On our way home, just on the north side of Pueblo, Rusty hit slush/ice in the road and we went off the highway airborne, landing on the roof of his van. The air bags all blew, every window smashed out, and all our airplanes, field boxes, gallons of fuel, kits, rolls of monokote, tools, folding chairs, Easy Up, etc. were flying around inside the van. I crawled out through the window opening, but Rusty was wedged in (and Sugar Babe wouldn’t leave him) and they had to use big mechanical jaws to tear the door out on his side to get him out. Miraculously, neither of us was badly hurt. Both Rusty and I rode in the ambulance to the hospital. I had a crushed right index finger and some bruises. Rusty had a cracked vertebrae. Not knowing how long Rusty would be in the hospital, I called my wife and she drove down from Denver to pick me up. In the crash, I had lost my glasses. The van was towed to a yard which was unsecured. Rusty asked me to go there and load what I could and take it back to Denver, which I did. What a mess. The most useful tool to empty his van out would have been a scoop shovel. For me the most valuable salvage item was finding my glasses, unbroken. Unfortunately, the Fox .40 that Rusty had bought from Stan was destroyed. The case was broken in half with the piston hanging out (you may have been wondering what the previous dissertation had to do with the engine). With all the stuff flying around inside the van I can’t believe we didn’t get hit and hurt by it. Rusty got out of the hospital the next day, rented a car, picked up Sugar Babe and drove himself home. I never got to see how powerful that Fox .40 was.
One humorous part of this trip was that a week before we were scheduled to leave for VSC I crashed the Fancy Pants I had built for the contest. When Rusty picked me up, it was about 90% rebuilt. I took it to Tucson, worked on it every spare minute I had and finished repairing it the day before Classic and managed to get in a few test flights. I was bragging that this was the first time I had attended VSC and would be leaving with my airplane in better shape than when I arrived. Naturally, it was totally destroyed in the crash.
On another note, Dan, I believe I met you at VSC and loaned you some wood props to try out since the change in elevation affected your plane. I don’t know if you used them or not, but I do remember you returning them to me when the contest was over.