I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 594 | 2017-03-31 21:51:48 | 66.47 | 95% |
| 48 | 2016-11-22 23:11:16 | 52.17 | 90% |