My love is as a fever, longing still for that which longer nurseth the disease, feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, the uncertain sickly appetite to please.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4631 | 2020-09-15 07:29:14 | 50.97 | 94% |
| 2330 | 2019-08-01 13:14:07 | 46.71 | 95% |
| 1180 | 2019-07-11 11:30:15 | 43.28 | 92% |