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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12844 | 2017-03-12 12:33:36 | 80.95 | 95% |
| 12352 | 2017-03-03 09:02:22 | 80.31 | 93% |
| 12067 | 2017-02-23 03:19:18 | 75.56 | 91% |