I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6467 | 2019-08-20 12:43:28 | 70.22 | 95% |
| 3792 | 2018-08-12 11:48:41 | 81.67 | 97% |
| 624 | 2018-06-01 12:51:54 | 68.31 | 96% |