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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 755 | 2025-06-13 22:09:56 | 109.96 | 100% |
| 478 | 2024-01-13 20:20:52 | 97.93 | 98.7% |
| 156 | 2023-12-26 22:29:02 | 88.80 | 98.1% |