Good game. You’re the first human to beat me.
Leo’s fingers flew: s-i-l-e-n-t-l-y .
Leo stared at the screen. Then he typed back, his hands still steady: typer io
But I’m not human. I’m a bot. The devs made me to push players to their limit. Good game
He closed his eyes for half a breath. Remembered his grandfather, a retired court stenographer, who’d taught him: “Speed means nothing if your rhythm breaks. The keys are an instrument. Play the music.” a retired court stenographer