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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15909 | 2025-05-20 16:17:08 | 93.82 | 98% |
| 12462 | 2025-04-08 14:37:17 | 99.16 | 99.1% |
| 4733 | 2024-12-11 20:30:28 | 90.42 | 98.5% |
| 1504 | 2024-10-03 22:48:29 | 77.49 | 97.4% |