Celebrate away!
Hurrah!
There are several different kinds of celebration, really.
There's the one where the piece is damn obvious (not, ahem, necessarily because you've left the name on the file). I think of that as being like when someone serves you up a nice slow full toss and you swat it over the fence.
There's the one where the piece is pretty obscure really but you just happen to know it and nail it within a minute or two of the puzzle post. That's like when the ball's on a good length but you spot it in time and split the field with a lovely cover drive for four.
And there's the one where you don't know the piece from the proverbial bar of soap but get it through far too industrious googling. That's like when everything's right up there getting on for yorker length and you can only just keep it away all over but somehow on the last ball you grind one out that stops dead just short enough of the field that you can turn it into a single and wink annoyingly at the bowler on your way past.
This post is thus very much a Type C Celebration.
...and no, opi, 253 isn't that either!
