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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10518 | 2024-01-09 14:12:56 | 79.72 | 95.8% |
| 9095 | 2022-06-13 08:02:40 | 80.52 | 97% |
| 2069 | 2020-11-03 12:35:58 | 76.66 | 97% |