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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15102 | 2022-01-13 15:12:19 | 108.39 | 99% |
| 13586 | 2021-06-25 18:27:43 | 100.57 | 98% |
| 4557 | 2018-10-16 18:03:03 | 96.73 | 98% |