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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7505 | 2021-03-21 03:49:25 | 62.08 | 97% |
5037 | 2019-07-08 10:16:26 | 58.78 | 95% |
1560 | 2017-06-27 04:58:31 | 53.27 | 95% |
1112 | 2017-06-18 19:10:52 | 59.78 | 96% |
1042 | 2017-06-16 12:51:47 | 54.81 | 94% |
358 | 2017-05-19 17:46:04 | 45.50 | 85% |