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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150 | 2016-10-07 02:25:47 | 93.46 | 92% |
105 | 2016-10-05 02:55:19 | 83.80 | 88% |