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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14092 | 2019-09-25 22:38:24 | 82.63 | 97% |
| 13905 | 2019-09-10 05:53:33 | 87.08 | 97% |
| 12985 | 2019-07-09 03:42:02 | 81.21 | 97% |
| 9494 | 2019-03-18 09:18:32 | 80.35 | 97% |
| 7787 | 2019-01-29 00:36:58 | 80.92 | 98% |