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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7504 | 2019-08-22 21:32:53 | 97.55 | 99% |
| 7425 | 2019-08-16 23:54:44 | 96.23 | 99% |
| 5304 | 2019-03-19 21:39:05 | 80.03 | 98% |
| 2465 | 2018-08-09 08:06:18 | 77.88 | 98% |
| 407 | 2018-06-19 14:20:31 | 74.75 | 99% |