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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7963 | 2020-03-11 12:23:00 | 80.83 | 97% |
| 1947 | 2018-11-08 19:28:43 | 91.11 | 98% |
| 674 | 2018-07-04 13:00:54 | 88.84 | 97% |