My most interestin' flight o' t' day. Arrr! Left t' pad leanin' t' t' left and headin' out toward t' soccer fields. My guess is that t' loop on t' nose cone finally gave way. At any case, t' nose cone and parachute floated off into t' corn or t' woods t' t' east. Blimey! T' body tube came in ballistic and landed out near t' Porta-Poopy, very close t' where Dave was recoverin' t' sustainer from his Estes Sasha. He returned with both rockets, arrr, sparin' me t' walk.