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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4910 | 2019-04-24 20:08:31 | 83.07 | 97% |
| 3846 | 2019-02-10 13:06:29 | 71.42 | 96% |
| 3799 | 2019-02-05 19:26:39 | 73.23 | 96% |
| 2550 | 2018-11-25 00:15:20 | 68.03 | 95% |