Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it - the one you've never heard of but always pass through. There are no neon lights here, no skyscrapers or statues. But there is thunder. For I make bridges tremble. I am not street meat, I am homemade jam - thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8280 | 2020-08-18 22:26:06 | 127.04 | 99% |
| 7499 | 2020-08-10 00:35:51 | 114.63 | 97% |
| 1484 | 2020-05-17 01:01:19 | 101.78 | 97% |
| 126 | 2020-05-02 21:24:23 | 90.80 | 98% |