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 |
---|---|---|---|
17922 | 2025-04-15 11:09:57 | 82.46 | 97% |
10739 | 2024-07-15 16:01:06 | 88.56 | 96.3% |
9853 | 2024-06-25 05:55:12 | 86.60 | 96.9% |
8520 | 2024-05-29 18:15:15 | 89.51 | 99.2% |
2954 | 2022-05-31 09:52:19 | 66.50 | 96% |
1622 | 2021-09-16 14:23:03 | 57.17 | 95% |