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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13222 | 2020-10-06 09:30:26 | 75.48 | 97% |
| 10917 | 2018-06-06 07:29:21 | 80.23 | 98% |
| 9850 | 2018-04-10 17:51:18 | 70.72 | 97% |
| 9107 | 2018-03-20 12:04:58 | 81.27 | 99% |
| 4026 | 2017-09-03 14:33:09 | 63.14 | 97% |