I had felt it growing, this feeling that had been hiding beneath the surface for some time now. I'd seen him, this person who never intended to be seen, and my faulty, silly, useless heart kept whispering his name. I clutched my chest, feeling my heart racing.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19989 | 2017-09-23 12:15:39 | 85.05 | 98% |
| 14926 | 2017-05-27 13:00:27 | 68.07 | 92% |
| 14176 | 2017-05-19 12:48:43 | 63.69 | 88% |
| 13451 | 2017-05-04 15:25:00 | 83.13 | 98% |
| 9597 | 2017-02-19 11:47:41 | 67.08 | 90% |
| 8917 | 2017-02-10 04:34:40 | 65.76 | 91% |
| 7629 | 2017-01-22 13:10:49 | 67.36 | 92% |
| 6739 | 2017-01-08 07:11:32 | 75.96 | 92% |
| 5748 | 2016-11-09 14:01:01 | 80.53 | 95% |
| 5383 | 2016-11-06 04:55:23 | 80.04 | 96% |
| 5175 | 2016-11-01 15:39:07 | 66.33 | 90% |
| 5151 | 2016-11-01 15:14:44 | 68.98 | 92% |
| 3508 | 2016-10-13 12:39:03 | 65.38 | 88% |
| 2773 | 2016-09-30 18:10:00 | 71.90 | 94% |
| 2732 | 2016-09-30 17:16:24 | 75.22 | 97% |
| 2057 | 2016-09-09 16:02:59 | 74.45 | 95% |