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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8368 | 2020-07-11 14:28:07 | 72.08 | 96% |
5349 | 2020-06-26 19:11:08 | 67.16 | 94% |