Next me second glider entry, t' Nymph, also on a ½A3-2T. Avast, me proud beauty! Blimey! I did some hand tosses and decided t' go ahead with it. In t' launch picture it’s goin' straight up. Begad! Blimey! About a microsecond later it turned over, arrr, crossed t' flight line, and power pranged in t' midst o' t' spectators. Begad! Blimey! AWKWARD. T' win' be split, me hearties, t' motor was spit and for completeness I note a touch o' damage t' t' leadin' edge o' t' stab.

Closer examination afterward revealed t' aft stop on t' slidin' pod be missin' on recovery. Avast! Blimey! Apparently it be a weak glue joint and it came off in flight, implyin' premature breakage o' t' burn string; t' pod would have been pulled back, destabilizin' t' rocket durin' ascent. Begad! Blimey! That's me best guess as t' what went wrong, me bucko, anyway.