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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22909 | 2022-02-21 04:10:49 | 142.81 | 99% |
| 21935 | 2021-07-01 22:33:12 | 136.48 | 99% |
| 21093 | 2020-07-25 20:40:55 | 132.28 | 99% |