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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1771 | 2017-01-17 23:46:17 | 59.42 | 92% |
| 1485 | 2017-01-01 21:06:35 | 60.64 | 94% |
| 1378 | 2016-12-30 00:46:29 | 64.35 | 95% |
| 1269 | 2016-12-27 20:44:14 | 55.80 | 93% |
| 1078 | 2016-12-25 08:08:07 | 56.84 | 92% |