We had something similar growing up. It was supposed to do a loop so you wouldn't have to chase it as far. Damn thing never made a loop for shit. So, we got sick of that and taped a pair of firecrackers to the wings/fuselage, twisted the fuses together, lit it and threw it.
That one damn time the fucking thing made a perfect loop and a group of 13 year old boys dove for cover as it exploded right where we were standing.
Love bench seats for that very reason. So many memories made over the years on bench seats, and yeah, I'm not a tall person and could get away with it all every time