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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10059 | 2022-01-25 19:48:39 | 116.97 | 97% |
9869 | 2022-01-18 21:42:10 | 104.24 | 96% |
6942 | 2019-07-19 21:15:26 | 130.19 | 98% |
6446 | 2019-07-02 07:19:23 | 119.21 | 96% |
6238 | 2019-06-24 23:58:49 | 106.07 | 97% |
4641 | 2019-06-04 14:17:30 | 109.50 | 97% |