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 |
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40334 | 2021-02-28 21:57:23 | 159.45 | 99% |
29274 | 2019-08-12 09:40:00 | 134.58 | 98% |
26029 | 2019-06-17 02:03:54 | 157.02 | 98% |
25628 | 2019-06-10 15:51:29 | 158.37 | 99% |
21892 | 2019-04-22 22:29:22 | 166.45 | 100% |
20681 | 2019-04-05 13:54:03 | 120.69 | 98% |
19061 | 2019-03-25 18:01:18 | 151.44 | 99% |
18585 | 2019-03-22 12:03:17 | 147.49 | 99% |
7512 | 2018-12-17 12:45:52 | 149.97 | 99% |
3404 | 2018-10-17 14:08:44 | 138.27 | 98% |
2642 | 2018-10-02 19:08:37 | 139.13 | 98% |
222 | 2018-03-24 21:31:57 | 140.13 | 100% |