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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6941 | 2019-06-26 15:54:47 | 78.86 | 97% |
1629 | 2018-05-05 12:36:50 | 68.00 | 95% |
475 | 2018-03-21 03:59:22 | 64.42 | 97% |