I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1657 | 2017-11-26 22:28:28 | 105.05 | 99% |
| 479 | 2017-06-28 13:29:58 | 95.20 | 98% |