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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 151 | 2016-11-24 01:15:19 | 69.02 | 86% |
| 135 | 2016-11-20 23:56:49 | 85.57 | 92% |