Day 982: The grape's smug face still haunts me. He knows what he's doing. He knows he's blocking my lanes, my fruit evolutions. And he sits right there, that same smug smile on his face, challenging me. He knows. I know he knows. He knows that I know he knows. We sit locked eternally, forever enemies. High Score: 2558. Still not 3000. My goal of hitting that 3k? Not going grape.

Edit 10/29: I have done it. On this I have reached a score of 3090. There comes a time in most pros' lives when they realize it's time to hang em up, time to retire. The game's passed him by. But others? Others retire at the peak of their game. They know they've accomplished all they set out to do. And that is today.