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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1837 | 2022-04-16 19:49:38 | 113.51 | 98% |
157 | 2021-02-10 20:57:11 | 79.79 | 96% |