I'm not sure what the actual temp specs are but last summer I was flying out in the desert when the temp was about 115. The Solo app causes my iPad mini to run hot anyway, but add in the high air temp and my mini began to melt.
A drop of molten plastic dripped on my toe giving me a hot foot. I yelped, reached for my foot and dropped the controller. It landed upside down and jammed the sticks full up causing Solo to climb and fly forward at full speed.
Before I could get hold of it (it rolled/slid down a small hill), 1 or 2 of Solos motors caught fire and began slinging blobs of molten plastic from about 100' up. This caused several small brush fires!
About this time I see a Sheriffs deputy rolling up on me fast. I panicked but managed to kick the controller under my truck, not wanting to catch the blame for this growing mess.
The deputy, who looked like Frankenstein's twin, walked up to me and asked what the "hell" I was doing. I gulped, realizing he was looking for somebody to take to jail and I was the only one around,
I told him I just finished taking a pi$$ before he pulled up. He looked at my shoe and asked why it was smoldering. I looked behind him and noticed the "little" fires had grown into a 4-alarm conflagration straight out of Dantes Inferno.
I stammered I had just eaten 12 Hatch chiles for lunch. He asked what that had to do with my shoe so I told him I was a bad shot. I could tell by the expression on his face, he wasn't quite sure if Hatch chiles could really do that.
After what seemed an eternity, he apparently smelled the smoke behind him and turned around. By now, the fire had reached the rear bumper of his police SUV. He let out a yelp, ran to the back of his truck and began trying to fan the flames away with his big cowboy hat. I thought what a dumb ass..
Then I woke up...
I'm sorry, what was the question?