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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11648 | 2022-04-26 20:43:23 | 117.00 | 98% |
| 7464 | 2020-04-19 14:04:32 | 125.85 | 99% |
| 3206 | 2019-06-15 17:20:45 | 97.33 | 99% |