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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3633 | 2019-12-20 07:26:54 | 112.54 | 97% |
3419 | 2018-09-19 06:54:16 | 131.59 | 98% |