For a moment he froze, consumed with despair. He didn't have it, the whatever-she-had-said. He didn't know what it was. Now was the moment when he would have to confess, to say, "No, I don't. I can't," and throw himself on their mercy, ask their forgiveness, to explain that he had been wrongly chosen, that he was not the right one at all.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 43 | 2019-02-03 03:09:36 | 153.98 | 99% |
| 35 | 2019-02-03 03:01:36 | 142.88 | 99% |