Tail remained on the jet, no one stalled it into the Atlantic, or sunk it in the Hudson, nose gear pointing the general direction of travel ... hmm ... puzzler. Anyone catch Malaria?

Kind of looks like a compressor disk went kablooey. Just heard tower tape, something like "Sweet Fanny Adams Blimey Bloody Dog's Lunch probably the result of some dodgy wrenching, someone must have dropped a klanger. Bet that Nancyboy was gob smacked. But Bob's his Uncle, he made it!