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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48527 | 2022-10-31 18:55:05 | 197.09 | 99% |
47560 | 2018-02-13 00:26:40 | 150.85 | 99% |
37176 | 2017-11-26 00:08:49 | 135.28 | 96% |
36016 | 2017-11-16 21:52:35 | 140.17 | 98% |
29338 | 2017-10-14 22:52:04 | 152.69 | 99% |
26179 | 2017-10-04 01:15:23 | 112.30 | 98% |