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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19736 | 2024-04-05 18:26:19 | 188.87 | 98.2% |
| 15960 | 2022-10-05 20:01:23 | 212.25 | 100% |
| 10154 | 2020-08-09 14:44:19 | 171.51 | 98% |
| 8194 | 2020-05-03 16:33:09 | 179.21 | 99% |
| 8017 | 2020-05-02 14:42:41 | 178.34 | 99% |