I was on a ski weekend, up at Stowe. I was coming in late one day, last person off the slope. The sun had just gone down. And the sky became this incredible color. I usually don't notice things like that, and I found myself kind of walking around in the cold, hoping that it wouldn't change, wishing that I had somebody there to share it with me. And afterwards I tried to convince myself that I'd imagined that color, that I hadn't really seen it, that nothing on this earth could be that beautiful. Now I see I was wrong.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1459 | 2019-06-28 18:53:33 | 82.72 | 97% |
| 1442 | 2019-06-28 18:34:17 | 80.44 | 97% |
| 909 | 2019-06-24 18:56:55 | 81.98 | 98% |
| 108 | 2019-04-19 18:55:00 | 72.11 | 97% |