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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1364 | 2019-12-02 12:00:33 | 84.45 | 96% |
| 1237 | 2019-11-10 00:55:35 | 80.48 | 96% |