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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3208 | 2024-02-16 09:29:59 | 100.07 | 99% |
| 2976 | 2019-04-20 14:36:05 | 84.69 | 97% |
| 2276 | 2018-04-01 21:34:39 | 72.54 | 96% |
| 2145 | 2018-03-30 08:11:23 | 74.87 | 97% |