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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12845 | 2020-06-21 14:38:24 | 114.74 | 97% |
| 12028 | 2020-06-12 17:28:02 | 116.42 | 98% |
| 3925 | 2019-07-26 05:41:27 | 113.01 | 99% |