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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19710 | 2020-11-15 17:06:29 | 96.25 | 97% |
| 17313 | 2020-09-15 21:35:44 | 94.87 | 98% |
| 16116 | 2020-08-23 00:53:49 | 95.21 | 98% |
| 11893 | 2020-04-21 00:47:18 | 85.55 | 97% |
| 11688 | 2020-04-14 14:09:31 | 90.51 | 98% |
| 5320 | 2020-01-11 11:42:22 | 77.44 | 98% |