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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 745 | 2016-11-20 19:32:24 | 64.22 | 95% |
| 360 | 2016-09-08 20:28:35 | 49.79 | 90% |