Wanting to go back to the roots of flying, he insisted on a propeller airplane.
Here is the the propeller, cockpit windows and fuselage waiting painting and assembly.
Here is the tail and tail fin.
"Nothing says danger like red!" says Danger Boy. ("Brush, not rub." says Paranoid Dad to DB.)
Of course, his partner in crime, Kid Catastrophe, was on the scene waiting for her chance to defiantly spit in gravity's face.
Initial tests look good.
Finished product with his call sign.
Side view w/landing gear. (DB wondered why he needed such trivial things!)
DB insists on quality detail work.
Well see how his first flight goes at school. (Sources say the non-box construction was a major innovation over the boat, helicopter and ambulance made out of... uh... well... boxes.)
(Everything was made out of a 42" x 42" piece of cardboard scavenged from work. The "propeller" was hole cut out for DB's cockpit. Everything else was cut out or used from cut outs for some other part. Add paint and voilà!)