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 |
---|---|---|---|
13369 | 2020-05-18 22:16:57 | 64.27 | 98% |
12635 | 2018-10-29 06:12:04 | 70.16 | 98% |
9601 | 2018-06-13 12:45:10 | 66.13 | 98% |
5892 | 2018-04-12 15:52:03 | 61.68 | 97% |
5798 | 2018-04-12 07:35:31 | 54.68 | 96% |
3738 | 2018-03-24 10:44:47 | 57.26 | 98% |
1578 | 2017-06-15 06:55:23 | 51.71 | 97% |
711 | 2016-09-03 18:34:53 | 36.19 | 93% |
705 | 2016-09-03 08:57:52 | 43.08 | 94% |