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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359 | 2017-10-03 17:32:31 | 77.83 | 95% |
135 | 2017-02-02 11:10:30 | 60.36 | 90% |