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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18104 | 2019-12-11 07:52:55 | 171.29 | 100% |
| 14261 | 2019-03-03 21:19:43 | 156.46 | 98% |
| 10148 | 2019-01-01 00:20:25 | 143.41 | 98% |
| 8977 | 2018-12-20 04:30:49 | 142.28 | 97% |