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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4886 | 2021-11-26 17:41:31 | 60.74 | 96% |
| 2890 | 2021-06-02 22:53:42 | 62.44 | 98% |
| 1113 | 2021-04-05 10:00:14 | 62.59 | 97% |