There was this kid I grew up with; he was younger than me. Sorta looked up to me, you know. We did our first work together, worked our way out of the street. Things were good, we made the most of it. During Prohibition, we ran molasses into Canada, made a fortune, your father, too.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 389 | 2016-12-22 21:08:04 | 37.44 | 92% |