I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory. Is this where it gets me, on my feet, several feet ahead of me? I see it coming, do I run or fire my gun or let it be? There is no beat, no melody. Burr, my first friend, my enemy. Maybe the last face I ever see. If I throw away my shot, is this how you'll remember me?
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 455398 | 2022-05-27 23:32:17 | 149.98 | 97% |
| 442027 | 2022-05-17 18:06:09 | 136.78 | 99% |
| 423478 | 2022-05-05 04:36:34 | 130.54 | 97% |
| 421166 | 2022-05-03 02:18:59 | 144.26 | 98% |
| 409959 | 2022-04-26 15:37:37 | 145.18 | 98% |
| 397871 | 2022-03-17 15:19:19 | 162.88 | 99% |
| 397527 | 2022-03-16 10:34:30 | 134.91 | 97% |
| 384813 | 2021-07-05 19:18:16 | 167.92 | 99% |
| 384812 | 2021-07-05 19:17:48 | 134.92 | 95% |