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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13924 | 2021-05-20 06:23:25 | 99.22 | 98% |
| 11275 | 2020-01-30 06:00:55 | 87.64 | 98% |
| 5515 | 2019-01-07 17:59:48 | 91.87 | 99% |