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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 747 | 2024-01-18 19:40:06 | 89.57 | 98% |
| 718 | 2024-01-14 18:31:02 | 105.21 | 97.7% |
| 101 | 2021-06-10 14:14:47 | 83.62 | 98% |