I was crying pointlessly on the kitchen floor. As was common practice during bouts of floor-crying, I was staring straight ahead at nothing in particular and feeling sort of weird about myself. Then, through the film of tears and nothingness, I spotted a tiny shriveled piece of corn under the refrigerator. I don't claim to know why this happened, but when I saw the piece of corn, something snapped inside me, and then that thing twisted through a few permutations of logic that I don't understand, and produced the most confusing bout of uncontrollable, debilitating laughter that I have ever experienced.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 145873 | 2024-04-24 03:55:26 | 118.90 | 98.7% |
| 144085 | 2024-04-03 17:00:26 | 123.38 | 97.8% |
| 138849 | 2024-02-20 21:19:52 | 112.05 | 97.2% |
| 138447 | 2024-02-17 21:58:45 | 92.86 | 95.7% |
| 127476 | 2023-11-27 22:29:17 | 119.06 | 96.8% |
| 120929 | 2023-10-24 18:17:13 | 116.00 | 97.3% |
| 120273 | 2023-10-22 02:43:15 | 104.74 | 97.3% |
| 118557 | 2023-10-12 00:53:40 | 106.58 | 96.8% |
| 104770 | 2023-05-22 03:08:18 | 88.19 | 96% |
| 104149 | 2023-05-20 06:36:18 | 104.02 | 97% |
| 100423 | 2023-05-06 09:53:14 | 96.12 | 97% |