Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it - the one you've never heard of but always pass through. There are no neon lights here, no skyscrapers or statues. But there is thunder. For I make bridges tremble. I am not street meat, I am homemade jam - thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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9779 | 2020-05-17 19:04:44 | 117.55 | 99% |
6814 | 2020-04-15 04:10:44 | 101.82 | 98% |