This one should be gone.  Left t' pad on an arc t' t' left, but even with t' reefed chute it hung up as t' breeze blew it back toward 27. Blimey!  Landed in t' same tree as t' Screw Loose, broke loose, me bucko, got caught again, broke loose again, and landed in t' middle o' 27.  I RAN.  Yep, matey, ran. Well, blow me down!  Me. Avast, me proud beauty!  Running.  I see you're shocked.  Two cars somehow missed it and I got it back intact.  Hope no one got that on camera.