There is a bankrupt golf course near my house that is the new hot spot for flying quads. I met up with a few other brave souls who dared fly in 15-30mph winds.
I was flying my fastest setup straight up wind, full throttle ans a ton of pitch and it felt like I was barely moving. I turned the corner and stayed on the throttle. Catching the tailwind I was slighshotted ahead still pitched hard I lost just enough altitude to catch a dried weed stem.
I had been flying alongside the stream, and of course I spun right into it at full speed. Despite the water level being a few feet below the banks, my friends saw the splash. We were able to find it, with the leds I added still shinning and the current spinning the props.
I unplugged the battery, gave it a few shakes, plugged back in and kept flying to their amazement.