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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2203 | 2020-09-10 16:21:24 | 79.98 | 97% |
| 1803 | 2020-06-25 15:25:43 | 87.86 | 97% |