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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20181 | 2020-11-24 13:06:33 | 81.36 | 96% |
| 18705 | 2020-10-24 21:33:40 | 90.21 | 98% |
| 15750 | 2020-08-18 13:28:44 | 78.24 | 96% |
| 10034 | 2020-03-08 16:32:36 | 75.58 | 97% |