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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7349 | 2018-10-09 17:24:19 | 70.13 | 97% |
| 5894 | 2018-04-15 17:26:02 | 65.56 | 96% |
| 3997 | 2018-02-17 22:26:17 | 56.44 | 93% |
| 1748 | 2018-01-12 22:19:41 | 64.46 | 96% |