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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9786 | 2019-09-23 15:57:52 | 98.30 | 98% |
| 7498 | 2019-02-19 13:29:06 | 100.53 | 99% |
| 6569 | 2018-12-10 09:38:27 | 97.14 | 99% |
| 4104 | 2018-07-03 06:53:06 | 95.85 | 98% |
| 3856 | 2018-06-23 15:52:52 | 103.62 | 99% |