Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29046 | 2021-04-01 21:19:22 | 140.94 | 98% |
| 28104 | 2020-09-02 04:19:33 | 133.19 | 96% |
| 26324 | 2020-06-13 04:29:01 | 148.44 | 98% |
| 23721 | 2019-05-24 05:05:45 | 156.63 | 99% |
| 14209 | 2018-10-11 03:00:48 | 139.77 | 97% |
| 11814 | 2018-09-19 01:27:45 | 136.68 | 97% |
| 7118 | 2018-08-19 16:34:44 | 88.04 | 94% |
| 3792 | 2018-07-27 20:46:12 | 113.32 | 97% |
| 3615 | 2018-07-27 03:24:54 | 133.70 | 97% |
| 3154 | 2018-07-24 02:52:49 | 120.38 | 98% |
| 1582 | 2018-07-12 13:53:28 | 118.95 | 98% |