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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1865 | 2020-02-09 07:25:02 | 57.80 | 96% |
| 1708 | 2020-01-17 17:45:16 | 50.65 | 94% |
| 1606 | 2020-01-04 16:52:59 | 52.29 | 95% |