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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4718 | 2024-09-27 20:34:57 | 88.56 | 98.6% |
| 4276 | 2024-09-08 06:49:42 | 80.95 | 98.5% |
| 3653 | 2022-12-03 19:34:56 | 80.67 | 98% |