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 |
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25719 | 2021-02-03 00:50:53 | 94.26 | 96.5% |
24059 | 2020-11-29 23:22:02 | 89.52 | 97% |
19118 | 2020-07-11 20:49:24 | 103.48 | 98% |
18483 | 2020-07-05 07:46:34 | 107.07 | 97% |
18006 | 2020-06-19 21:59:54 | 106.75 | 98% |
4831 | 2019-09-06 01:41:11 | 73.61 | 96% |
4671 | 2019-09-01 05:22:19 | 95.80 | 97% |
1529 | 2019-05-31 04:34:13 | 84.56 | 97% |