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 |
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1840 | 2023-06-04 13:27:05 | 91.08 | 99% |
1556 | 2023-04-20 22:13:34 | 89.75 | 98% |
1495 | 2023-02-27 15:14:42 | 96.67 | 99% |
654 | 2023-01-07 11:44:39 | 88.94 | 99% |