I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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13647 | 2020-05-06 19:48:38 | 102.53 | 99% |
10699 | 2019-09-25 12:32:58 | 95.09 | 98% |
6550 | 2018-02-06 11:10:32 | 80.80 | 98% |
4693 | 2017-08-13 21:01:24 | 67.36 | 97% |
3067 | 2017-07-22 17:03:18 | 68.31 | 96% |
2939 | 2017-07-18 14:08:40 | 54.53 | 94% |
390 | 2017-05-08 19:53:48 | 46.32 | 90% |