We sat and drank with the sun on our shoulders and felt like free men. Hell, we could have been tarring the roof of one of our own houses. We were the lords of all creation. As for Andy - he spent that break hunkered in the shade, a strange little smile on his face, watching us drink his beer.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 287 | 2020-10-28 09:22:20 | 79.82 | 98% |