Every morning when he'd come to pick you up, I would look forward to it all night long in bed next to you. Those nights when you were actually in the bed. And he would ring the doorbell - I felt like my heart would come out of my chest. He would smile, and we'd talk, and then you would come down the stairs. And I felt probably like someone who was terminally ill and somehow they managed to forget it for a minute. And then it all comes back!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6261 | 2022-09-27 06:38:46 | 114.93 | 98% |
| 3372 | 2019-01-26 19:01:50 | 120.64 | 98% |
| 886 | 2018-05-28 16:26:42 | 106.88 | 97% |
| 265 | 2017-10-19 15:46:00 | 83.37 | 96% |