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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19642 | 2021-11-07 18:39:00 | 74.59 | 98% |
| 10104 | 2020-08-11 18:24:03 | 79.52 | 98% |
| 9204 | 2020-07-21 16:42:31 | 73.41 | 99% |