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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3513 | 2017-06-02 04:25:45 | 108.80 | 92% |
| 2178 | 2016-11-06 00:10:30 | 106.98 | 94% |