Third was t' Big Daddy on one o' me few remainin' E9 motors.  Didn’t explode. Well, blow me down! Looked like it got more altitude than t' last time it flew on an E9. Begad! I was angled for wind that had died down by then so I had a long-ish walk but nay so long that I couldn’t see t' orange chute from t' flight line.