So... I have a neighbor that apparently doesn't like drones. I wasn't aware of this until last night when he came over to my house and, literally, trashed my drone. Here's the rest of the story...
I'm sitting in the middle of MY yard flying around the neighborhood just like I've done for 2 years now. I'm approaching the "Critical Low Battery" mark so it's time to land.
As I'm landing, Mr. Sunshine comes bounding across the street and starts mouthing something. I keep my seat with one eye on him and one eye on my descending drone. He leans over me and starts flapping his gums:
MR. DICKER (or is it Decker? I forget.
