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 |
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1804 | 2019-08-13 14:42:45 | 108.50 | 99% |
1162 | 2019-06-22 19:39:43 | 89.72 | 97% |
863 | 2018-12-24 22:13:39 | 87.98 | 96% |