He did not attempt to kiss her, nor did they speak. As they walked back across the grass, she looked directly at him for the first time. It was only a momentary glance, full of contempt and dislike. He wondered whether it was a dislike that came purely out of the past or whether it was inspired also by his bloated face and the water that the wind kept squeezing from his eyes.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30 | 2019-02-03 01:39:25 | 111.57 | 98% |