I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9012 | 2020-04-03 19:41:29 | 83.02 | 99% |
| 7692 | 2019-02-20 20:24:10 | 85.16 | 98% |
| 7678 | 2019-02-20 19:30:36 | 81.85 | 98% |