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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17598 | 2022-12-16 20:44:17 | 116.84 | 97% |
| 14609 | 2020-09-08 15:17:09 | 102.00 | 95% |
| 9335 | 2020-01-26 12:22:33 | 98.81 | 96% |
| 3472 | 2018-02-16 13:23:24 | 97.36 | 96% |