Four seconds. I'm only moments away from winning rocketball on Midship in Halo 2. Karl is decked by a rocket just before his triumph. As he's launched, the skull falls into my hands. Three seconds. I turn around to quickly smash Peter and retain possession. Two seconds. I see Alex aiming at me. I see a launch pad meters away. As I sprint towards it, I rise to my feet as ritual has always been. One second. Alex pulls the trigger. The pad launches me and the rocket barely singes my feet. Victory. I'm soon tackled by everyone. Great memories.