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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5740 | 2020-02-17 12:35:05 | 60.92 | 95% |
| 5130 | 2019-12-26 06:58:46 | 71.48 | 96% |
| 3185 | 2019-10-27 08:41:18 | 62.68 | 95% |
| 3063 | 2019-10-26 16:13:44 | 70.47 | 97% |