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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1836 | 2021-09-05 16:59:26 | 159.56 | 99% |
| 1314 | 2020-12-23 02:31:18 | 153.52 | 99% |
| 353 | 2020-08-25 17:30:51 | 138.53 | 98% |