Text race history for Jesus (johangodinho123)

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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
9556 2021-05-24 10:19:44 82.31 96%
8138 2020-11-22 20:43:58 60.13 93%