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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 38774 | 2022-05-25 22:44:46 | 120.17 | 98% |
| 27383 | 2020-01-29 03:10:12 | 108.06 | 99% |
| 19293 | 2018-02-22 23:44:14 | 113.61 | 98% |