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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3540 | 2022-03-26 16:55:47 | 71.29 | 95% |
369 | 2021-08-13 04:50:47 | 47.08 | 94% |