Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You cleaned up, found Jesus. Things are good, or so I hear. This bottle of Stephen's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33825 | 2023-10-04 16:23:44 | 154.85 | 98.3% |
| 33824 | 2023-10-04 16:23:17 | 144.26 | 98% |
| 189 | 2020-06-19 05:00:21 | 111.14 | 97% |