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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46195 | 2021-09-20 14:07:18 | 70.83 | 99% |
| 42365 | 2020-08-02 16:08:32 | 72.92 | 100% |
| 27340 | 2018-10-17 14:42:45 | 65.22 | 99% |