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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9005 | 2021-08-26 13:44:41 | 95.03 | 99% |
| 7873 | 2021-08-08 11:03:46 | 88.39 | 97% |
| 7559 | 2021-08-06 09:46:54 | 80.53 | 96% |
| 7385 | 2021-08-04 05:55:32 | 91.04 | 97% |
| 5752 | 2021-06-15 05:36:32 | 85.92 | 97% |
| 5259 | 2021-01-31 14:15:44 | 78.34 | 97.9% |
| 5015 | 2020-12-09 14:58:28 | 71.57 | 96% |