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 |
---|---|---|---|
11709 | 2023-11-06 16:40:57 | 123.78 | 99.1% |
6653 | 2019-03-18 13:22:48 | 116.19 | 98% |
4513 | 2018-12-18 09:39:08 | 122.37 | 98% |
3435 | 2018-11-20 11:02:30 | 128.85 | 100% |
2619 | 2018-11-02 09:50:55 | 118.46 | 99% |
1556 | 2018-09-19 11:39:07 | 109.75 | 98% |