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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1067 | 2017-02-14 23:38:31 | 60.93 | 94% |
| 916 | 2017-01-30 23:39:17 | 71.59 | 97% |
| 881 | 2017-01-29 16:43:34 | 59.02 | 92% |
| 823 | 2017-01-28 17:50:43 | 58.51 | 93% |
| 654 | 2017-01-21 18:45:18 | 60.64 | 93% |