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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3181 | 2020-09-02 13:36:06 | 93.46 | 98% |
| 2987 | 2019-10-25 16:28:48 | 111.26 | 98% |
| 2744 | 2019-09-30 09:31:01 | 99.46 | 98% |