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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3832 | 2019-06-03 23:16:09 | 92.02 | 97% |
| 2824 | 2018-12-06 19:20:09 | 88.38 | 97% |
| 1889 | 2018-10-28 00:03:29 | 91.29 | 97% |