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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3039 | 2025-06-22 12:01:29 | 113.50 | 98% |
| 2943 | 2025-06-11 14:50:15 | 124.68 | 97% |
| 2870 | 2025-06-01 19:49:37 | 110.92 | 99% |
| 458 | 2023-02-18 15:40:25 | 91.95 | 98% |