Well, we're doing mighty fine, I do suppose, in our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes. But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back, up front, there ought to be a man in black. I wear it for the sick and lonely old, for the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold. I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been. Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
3950 | 2024-04-10 13:47:50 | 88.60 | 96.8% |
2067 | 2024-01-31 13:08:45 | 95.73 | 98% |
586 | 2024-01-02 13:45:29 | 90.49 | 96.4% |