Every morning when he'd come to pick you up, I would look forward to it all night long in bed next to you. Those nights when you were actually in the bed. And he would ring the doorbell - I felt like my heart would come out of my chest. He would smile, and we'd talk, and then you would come down the stairs. And I felt probably like someone who was terminally ill and somehow they managed to forget it for a minute. And then it all comes back!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5599 | 2025-03-02 10:08:01 | 112.48 | 98.5% |
| 4852 | 2025-01-26 20:21:36 | 103.77 | 97.7% |
| 3079 | 2022-01-27 22:25:45 | 91.97 | 98% |