Every morning when he'd come to pick you up, I would look forward to it all night long in bed next to you. Those nights when you were actually in the bed. And he would ring the doorbell - I felt like my heart would come out of my chest. He would smile, and we'd talk, and then you would come down the stairs. And I felt probably like someone who was terminally ill and somehow they managed to forget it for a minute. And then it all comes back!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1449 | 2021-02-23 13:35:35 | 97.38 | 98.1% |
| 640 | 2021-01-05 10:04:40 | 79.78 | 97% |
| 323 | 2020-12-31 06:04:20 | 67.41 | 96% |