Up was great. Aye aye! Down nay so much Brain fart durin' prep had me hookin' t' parachute onto t' nose cone, forgettin' I had built t' rocket t' split in t' middle. Needless t' say, with no parachute, t' landin' resulted in some damage. Begad! Initially it looked like a soft landin' in t' grass, as t' rocket was more or less just slidin' back t' earth in a flat orientation. But it managed t' find t' tarmac and snap off t' two aft skid fins. Ya scallywag! Another addition t' t' repair pile.