I don't know why I'm here. I mean, I do, I'm nervous, I guess. Anxious. I don't sleep that well. And my hands. They're fine now, it's like when you have a problem with your car and you go to a mechanic and it's not doing it anymore. Not that you're a mechanic. I guess a lot of people must come here worried about the bomb. Is that true? It's a common nightmare, people say. I read it in a magazine. My mother always told me that it wasn't polite to talk about yourself. She passed away recently. I guess I already said that.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
7830 | 2020-11-22 06:05:12 | 79.32 | 97% |
2539 | 2020-09-04 08:49:54 | 74.52 | 97% |
2095 | 2020-08-30 14:25:34 | 63.70 | 97% |
760 | 2020-08-18 06:28:59 | 59.00 | 97% |
740 | 2020-08-17 07:13:50 | 61.38 | 98% |