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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10893 | 2022-05-13 15:25:01 | 109.03 | 98% |
| 7225 | 2020-06-26 07:20:00 | 92.43 | 97% |
| 5707 | 2019-12-10 13:19:25 | 74.08 | 95% |
| 1124 | 2018-01-26 14:36:20 | 54.67 | 94% |