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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11993 | 2025-02-18 19:13:51 | 106.00 | 98.4% |
| 3003 | 2018-11-12 08:49:41 | 103.15 | 98% |