I'm waking up to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I'm breathing in the chemicals. I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus. This is it, the apocalypse.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 874 | 2020-06-06 17:00:54 | 102.13 | 98% |
| 546 | 2020-05-09 12:31:10 | 77.86 | 95% |