I designed a heavier lander, then had to also design a more powerful booster to get it up there. Having done that, the mission was a go. Jeb was flying, naturally. Launch went great, more fuel was put into space than was originally expected. The booster had done a marvellous job. Trans-Munar injection went well, Jeb couldn't even be arsed to use nodes and just eyeballed it by burning prograde at LKO during munrise. When Jeb encountered the Mun, he circularized, waited until he had the sunlight and went in for the landing, not really aiming for anything, but also hoping it wouldn't be a crater wall or a mountainside. Jeb's professional expertise payed off once again as he landed softly on the Munar surface, after a single, continous retrograde burn. Tests were carried out, science was made and finally it was the time to go for an EVA. The door didn't open though. "Kerbtown, we have a problem. I can't get out!", Jeb transmitted. It soon turned out that some stupid engineer had put a ladder on top of the hatch, and it couldn't be fixed. Jeb was not happy. What soon brightened him up though, was the news that thanks to the new lander model, much more fuel was still available. Jeb immediately decided to put that to good use, and blasted off the Munar surface. Reaching a stable orbit, he inclined himself in relation to Minmus, got an encounter, and blasted off towards the small moon. Circularization and landing went well, but after all the science had been done Jeb noticed that the fuel gauge was dropping dangerously low. Jeb realised that he had to use his brain. The thought intimidated him, but Jeb understood that if he didn't pull himself together, he would stay in that small tin can forever. He thought of a way to spend less fuel, and finally it came to him. He waited very patiently until his side of Minmus was facing Kerbin. He then put his ship to max throttle, pointing straight up and burning fuel fast. Eventually Jeb escaped Minmus' SOI but he still had to deorbit. The final burn was done with exceptional precision, so as to not burn any more fuel than is needed. And it worked! Jeb's periapsis was just 20 km up and he knew he was saved.
