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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4062 | 2021-12-28 05:18:55 | 113.96 | 99% |
| 3609 | 2021-06-26 02:16:07 | 104.53 | 99% |
| 3080 | 2021-04-03 03:29:41 | 108.65 | 99% |