I stopped in the middle of that building and I saw - the sky. I saw the things that I love in this world. The work and the food and the time to sit and smoke. And I looked at the pen and I thought to myself, what the hell am I grabbing this for? Why am I trying to become what I don't want to be? What am I doing in an office, making a contemptuous, begging fool of myself, when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am!
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1518 | 2020-12-31 16:11:10 | 73.91 | 98% |
283 | 2019-06-09 17:16:07 | 71.89 | 98% |