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 |
---|---|---|---|
8925 | 2017-12-12 23:38:46 | 100.17 | 97% |
7864 | 2017-11-03 03:07:14 | 105.36 | 98% |
6482 | 2017-09-08 04:32:21 | 113.04 | 99% |
5575 | 2017-07-30 23:48:11 | 103.92 | 97% |
3003 | 2017-06-18 19:15:04 | 100.17 | 98% |
1876 | 2017-06-04 22:19:49 | 92.64 | 96% |
53 | 2017-04-22 21:48:46 | 100.53 | 96% |