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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6347 | 2018-06-15 12:43:48 | 75.18 | 97% |
| 3322 | 2017-12-16 19:06:18 | 74.55 | 97% |
| 1815 | 2017-11-05 14:24:45 | 68.53 | 96% |