It was fun to play once I got a good hold of it. I broke a string in my piano at home playing it one night. Scared the s**t out of me and my mom when it happened. The song was difficult to me because of the particular combination of speed, precision, and expression. It was as if I could get any two of the aforementioned combo, but not all three at the same time. Plus, I was a perfectionist, which my professor tried to beat out of my head. Any expressionism was squelched by my quest for precision.