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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6637 | 2020-11-14 14:29:21 | 85.81 | 98% |
| 4467 | 2019-09-22 13:46:56 | 80.54 | 98% |
| 2664 | 2019-07-01 23:21:39 | 70.45 | 98% |
| 971 | 2019-04-13 00:47:35 | 65.20 | 97% |