I was on a ski weekend, up at Stowe. I was coming in late one day, last person off the slope. The sun had just gone down. And the sky became this incredible color. I usually don't notice things like that, and I found myself kind of walking around in the cold, hoping that it wouldn't change, wishing that I had somebody there to share it with me. And afterwards I tried to convince myself that I'd imagined that color, that I hadn't really seen it, that nothing on this earth could be that beautiful. Now I see I was wrong.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3770 | 2019-11-12 23:49:36 | 79.25 | 96% |
| 3400 | 2019-10-31 19:41:11 | 73.73 | 94% |