I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23756 | 2020-11-15 09:00:55 | 96.04 | 98% |
| 23612 | 2019-05-04 07:12:54 | 87.48 | 98% |
| 23218 | 2019-03-01 11:47:32 | 91.75 | 98% |
| 21822 | 2019-01-09 10:29:38 | 91.57 | 97% |
| 16180 | 2018-06-02 12:08:25 | 94.57 | 98% |