I was a son. A brother, like you, a younger brother, and I had an older brother who I loved. Idolized, in fact. And one day I went to him and I begged him to stand with me, and Michael... Michael turned on me. Called me a freak. A monster. And then he beat me down. All because I was different. Because I had a mind of my own.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2875 | 2019-04-17 17:52:21 | 84.26 | 97% |
1704 | 2018-03-23 18:55:33 | 69.49 | 96% |