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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28550 | 2020-11-15 23:06:24 | 84.33 | 94% |
| 25287 | 2020-09-23 03:14:53 | 75.27 | 96% |
| 24477 | 2020-09-19 04:41:29 | 77.61 | 94% |
| 24306 | 2020-09-16 23:33:42 | 101.66 | 98% |
| 10356 | 2020-04-08 21:50:08 | 77.02 | 96% |
| 7797 | 2020-03-22 23:24:00 | 66.24 | 93% |
| 3494 | 2020-01-10 02:56:18 | 83.71 | 95% |
| 1110 | 2019-11-30 03:08:03 | 65.66 | 95% |