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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4614 | 2018-01-01 13:26:37 | 68.75 | 97% |
| 2748 | 2017-03-06 18:55:45 | 55.62 | 88% |
| 2517 | 2017-01-26 18:45:19 | 60.13 | 95% |