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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15198 | 2021-03-12 21:29:22 | 108.05 | 98% |
| 6762 | 2020-02-07 23:46:13 | 84.06 | 97% |
| 2122 | 2019-11-30 14:21:51 | 74.47 | 97% |