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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20458 | 2022-05-04 14:38:58 | 74.81 | 95% |
| 19780 | 2022-04-26 01:02:22 | 77.02 | 96% |
| 17359 | 2021-03-19 00:34:01 | 63.61 | 94% |
| 12892 | 2021-01-21 09:53:54 | 77.83 | 96% |
| 11213 | 2021-01-08 11:04:39 | 74.04 | 96% |
| 10616 | 2021-01-02 00:32:41 | 83.33 | 98% |
| 7804 | 2020-07-09 00:55:05 | 71.22 | 96% |