There's an infestation in my mind's imagination. I hope they choke on smoke 'cause I'm smoking them out the basement. This is not rap, this is not hip-hop, just another attempt to make the voices stop. Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something 'cause I wasn't the only one who wasn't rushing to say nothing. This doesn't mean I lost my dream. It's just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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22567 | 2020-12-04 01:05:56 | 203.16 | 99% |
20745 | 2020-11-10 09:57:02 | 182.82 | 98% |
20600 | 2020-11-08 01:00:20 | 162.49 | 98% |
20160 | 2020-11-03 03:16:09 | 194.00 | 99% |
15826 | 2020-06-28 01:52:36 | 174.49 | 99% |
9901 | 2019-06-06 03:56:18 | 176.75 | 99% |