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 |
---|---|---|---|
6560 | 2017-06-07 19:23:23 | 60.82 | 93% |
6408 | 2017-06-05 20:40:33 | 50.66 | 95% |
6022 | 2017-05-31 16:22:34 | 63.50 | 89% |
5517 | 2017-05-22 17:04:20 | 68.48 | 96% |
3403 | 2017-04-12 22:08:31 | 53.87 | 89% |
1992 | 2017-03-24 17:45:09 | 59.99 | 91% |
1278 | 2017-03-15 20:47:23 | 50.56 | 90% |