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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1808 | 2019-06-30 08:06:42 | 112.19 | 99% |
| 1471 | 2019-06-14 15:07:22 | 125.40 | 98% |
| 696 | 2019-05-16 15:36:25 | 114.91 | 97% |