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 |
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5977 | 2019-11-13 11:15:25 | 104.08 | 98% |
1492 | 2017-10-30 14:16:16 | 98.47 | 98% |