Yes! YES! YES! YEEEEEEESSSSSS!
Landing downrange in the Atlantic on a tail of fire just like God and Robert Heinlein intended. Fuck me with a petrol-powered broomstick, they did it.
Right, I'm off to light fireworks, possibly open a bottle and optionally pistol-whip my flatlander neighbours for daring to complain about all the screaming.
Today is a very good day