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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
9533 2022-05-02 08:50:24 116.60 99%
9241 2022-03-28 12:49:34 108.12 99%
7989 2021-06-26 10:46:46 105.16 99%