Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 36905 | 2021-05-19 03:00:19 | 162.33 | 97% |
| 34597 | 2021-03-09 22:16:48 | 195.03 | 99% |
| 34128 | 2021-01-20 19:05:49 | 185.13 | 99% |
| 32561 | 2020-12-02 08:35:17 | 150.50 | 98% |
| 27932 | 2020-09-18 15:21:15 | 181.31 | 99% |
| 19901 | 2020-06-06 02:25:53 | 154.95 | 99% |
| 14920 | 2020-05-12 15:04:59 | 132.24 | 98% |
| 8582 | 2020-02-29 02:03:08 | 135.94 | 99% |
| 3670 | 2019-07-05 18:43:01 | 122.13 | 98% |
| 3253 | 2019-06-30 06:33:25 | 155.07 | 100% |
| 150 | 2018-11-22 04:26:46 | 71.94 | 96% |