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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1803 | 2024-03-25 23:48:47 | 86.33 | 97.9% |
1100 | 2021-01-05 04:41:40 | 80.64 | 98% |