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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2540 | 2017-03-02 21:21:18 | 75.19 | 91% |
| 2485 | 2017-02-28 21:35:29 | 85.06 | 98% |
| 1419 | 2016-10-24 16:23:45 | 66.16 | 93% |
| 1025 | 2016-09-29 20:00:19 | 58.50 | 91% |