My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window, and I can't see at all. And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall. It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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141 | 2020-09-11 20:09:48 | 55.27 | 98% |