I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6260 | 2020-09-11 20:59:55 | 72.46 | 97% |
| 5760 | 2020-04-03 19:43:10 | 74.49 | 97% |
| 4241 | 2019-12-08 22:51:42 | 74.81 | 97% |