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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22372 | 2020-08-16 04:30:34 | 161.82 | 98% |
| 21358 | 2020-06-25 02:03:17 | 164.99 | 98% |
| 14094 | 2020-03-31 06:20:14 | 176.10 | 100% |
| 13190 | 2020-03-26 15:45:35 | 162.36 | 100% |
| 12808 | 2020-03-21 16:45:20 | 152.67 | 99% |
| 11425 | 2020-02-20 22:26:56 | 178.07 | 100% |
| 8972 | 2020-01-26 05:19:47 | 156.05 | 99% |
| 8184 | 2020-01-23 01:10:20 | 151.42 | 99% |
| 8096 | 2020-01-22 23:59:53 | 143.97 | 98% |
| 7280 | 2020-01-19 18:38:12 | 152.59 | 99% |