I put the rocket back together, loaded up another E15-4W (what’s that definition of insanity again?), adjusted the launch rod angle, and sent it back up. This time it went up straighter and came down in the diametrically opposite direction; I worried it might have gone into the road, but it had come down short. Altitude 688 feet and time 39 seconds were better, but still well short of simulation. Once again the eggs lived. There were only two other contestants and one disqualified with a separation on his second flight, but I was very solidly in second place. Which was fine — once again, just having a viable entry and getting the eggs back was victory enough for me.