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 |
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5291 | 2021-01-08 06:20:32 | 66.82 | 95% |
566 | 2020-08-24 01:56:45 | 64.49 | 95% |