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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46643 | 2024-03-11 09:14:52 | 139.73 | 98.3% |
| 45879 | 2024-01-20 02:16:48 | 108.38 | 97.6% |
| 40006 | 2021-04-02 05:18:37 | 151.30 | 99% |