Crimson flames tied through my ears, throwin' high and mighty traps. Countless fire and flaming road using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I proud 'neath heated brow. Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1001174 | 2024-01-30 21:10:47 | 143.25 | 98.1% |