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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9661 | 2021-08-27 17:35:43 | 146.87 | 99% |
| 4495 | 2019-10-18 12:50:47 | 141.23 | 100% |
| 2844 | 2019-04-12 13:17:20 | 128.44 | 98% |