Same guy crashed two Bell helicopters and walked away both times without a scratch. No helmet either. I really can't stress enough what a shortcutting, get rich quick scheming, do everything half assed guy he was. In spite of all that I liked him alot. I did refuse to fly with him though. He had a Piper Cub and a old Cessna. He was the furthest away from a pilot outside of the flying part that you would ever meet. "Checks? What checks? It was working fine last week."
Another story. I bought and sold a bunch of used cars through his dealers license when I was 16-18. Made quite a bit of money for the time. I would go to this auction on the NC/VA state line in Danville Va every Friday night. It was where all the shady dealers unloaded their high mileage problem stuff. I bought a 79 Mustang that was on it's last legs. Over the next week I tore the motor down and it needed two pistons. Glenn says "no problem, I know where we can get them." I figured we were going to a machine shop or parts store. We end up at this guys machine shop in the middle of the sticks. I say "does he have the pistons?" Glenn says "yeah out back in his junk pile." He proceeds to scrounge through this guys junk pile of pistons that was outside. He finds two and says "these will work!" Meanwhile the guy who owned the shop comes out there and nearly lost his mind when he realized we were going to put them in a motor. I was to young to know any better. We did and the thing ran pretty good. I sold it a couple of weeks later and made $500. I think back on that now and feel ashamed that I would do something like that, but at the time I thought we had really fixed the car.
I could go on and on about this guy and the crazy things he did. If he had just stuck with something and done it reasonably right he would have had some success. But he could never play the long game.