I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1269 | 2018-05-04 19:19:57 | 70.37 | 96% |
317 | 2018-03-30 17:37:22 | 56.99 | 95% |