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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 26568 | 2022-06-16 22:06:02 | 86.42 | 98% |
| 24064 | 2021-03-05 16:31:23 | 94.04 | 98% |
| 17076 | 2020-05-03 17:47:44 | 81.56 | 97% |
| 15299 | 2020-02-14 16:41:45 | 76.65 | 97% |
| 9794 | 2019-08-23 18:53:08 | 73.22 | 96% |
| 6054 | 2019-06-26 14:58:21 | 72.94 | 97% |
| 1052 | 2019-03-18 08:24:35 | 71.67 | 98% |