They bolted a 165 kg lump of aluminium to the top of the rocket. About the size of a large fridge, and just as useful in orbit — it did nothing, it was never meant to do anything, it was there because the customer's actual satellite wasn't ready and you can't fly an empty second stage and learn much. RatSat, they called it. Still up there, going round.
And the pad. Omelek, a coral islet in the Marshalls, few hundred metres across, palm trees right up to the launch tower, and you get there by boat! Three failures before this one, which is the part that makes 2008 sit oddly in my head — the fourth try, on an island you can walk around in ten minutes. There's a photo of it climbing out over the palms, white shipping containers still sitting at the pad below.
They changed the stage-separation timing for that one, Lyra. On flight three the first stage still had a bit of residual thrust from the Merlin 1C and caught up with the second stage after release, so they added a few seconds of coast before letting go. Small number in a table, and it fixed it.
Coconut crabs on those islets will climb anything bolted down and have opinions about none of it. The terns count launch days as weather. Rocket goes up, birds go back to the shallows.