Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You cleaned up, found Jesus. Things are good, or so I hear. This bottle of Stephen's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18704 | 2020-10-24 21:32:44 | 80.23 | 96% |
| 15584 | 2020-08-14 11:25:49 | 80.70 | 97% |
| 7787 | 2020-02-06 21:33:27 | 84.90 | 98% |
| 7277 | 2020-02-02 01:02:40 | 88.11 | 99% |
| 7137 | 2020-02-01 02:02:05 | 74.48 | 98% |
| 1338 | 2019-10-16 22:18:08 | 72.98 | 97% |
| 639 | 2019-09-29 10:04:07 | 70.09 | 97% |