Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You cleaned up, found Jesus. Things are good, or so I hear. This bottle of Stephen's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37993 | 2020-02-05 03:25:13 | 94.95 | 98% |
| 32859 | 2019-11-19 04:45:44 | 90.11 | 99% |
| 9720 | 2018-07-02 03:19:57 | 82.96 | 98% |
| 8479 | 2018-06-13 03:50:56 | 83.02 | 99% |
| 7521 | 2018-05-29 03:57:51 | 82.81 | 98% |
| 7099 | 2018-05-22 18:31:29 | 87.88 | 99% |
| 5700 | 2018-04-27 04:27:11 | 73.82 | 96% |
| 796 | 2017-12-29 05:59:44 | 71.56 | 98% |