My fiance was upstairs flying her helicopters. I do not like when she flies them in the house. I have permanent scratches in my office, from ‘accidental’ contact. I have had helicopter blades split up my posters when it ‘caught a tailwind’. I have had the smallest of them get tangled in my hair when she made a wrong turn with the devilish contraption. It seems reasonable to me that they stay outside! When brought her larger helicopter upstairs, I was ready for an argument. She anchored it on the table and said she just needed better lighting to balance the blades; however, it wouldn’t take off. Within more than four hours, I was running for my sweater because this thing threw off so much wind, it was getting cold. I turned off the a/c and I went back to my cooking. My fiance looked at me and tried to figure out why I was so upset. I told her that the helicopter was the best a/c I had ever had. She thought I was nuts, and she went back to the balancing. The next time she turned on the helicopter, the blades were set and moving even better. Even I could see the difference. She began to shake from the frigid air that the helicopter was putting off. She would just bring up her helicopter. I opened the basement door, and ushered her upstairs, while telling her that thing didn’t belong in my family room. I removed my sweater and turned on my a/c, but if I ever see that helicopter anywhere however downstairs or outside, it may disappear.