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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3963 | 2021-12-04 06:07:13 | 148.71 | 98% |
| 3511 | 2018-11-06 18:23:58 | 157.23 | 99% |
| 3433 | 2018-09-19 07:10:31 | 149.08 | 99% |
| 2626 | 2018-02-05 02:00:01 | 147.83 | 98% |