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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4222 | 2018-11-01 00:38:10 | 96.25 | 97% |
| 3599 | 2018-05-26 11:49:01 | 84.21 | 98% |
| 2788 | 2017-08-22 05:21:54 | 82.94 | 97% |
| 2637 | 2017-08-12 13:20:07 | 82.16 | 97% |