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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14703 | 2018-03-29 14:42:14 | 113.87 | 98% |
| 14640 | 2018-03-26 21:56:06 | 113.07 | 98% |
| 12542 | 2018-02-04 16:12:39 | 95.89 | 96% |
| 9045 | 2017-10-24 14:00:04 | 114.50 | 98% |
| 8348 | 2017-10-13 12:43:43 | 111.05 | 97% |
| 5007 | 2017-08-08 21:00:07 | 98.78 | 97% |