I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4173 | 2018-12-27 05:06:24 | 80.63 | 97% |
| 2120 | 2017-02-02 01:43:46 | 80.39 | 97% |
| 364 | 2016-11-26 13:08:17 | 80.65 | 98% |
| 14 | 2016-11-15 13:50:08 | 64.08 | 93% |