My love is as a fever, longing still for that which longer nurseth the disease, feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, the uncertain sickly appetite to please.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
4965 | 2019-12-19 15:54:48 | 77.83 | 96% |
2983 | 2019-10-26 05:11:01 | 61.72 | 95% |
2928 | 2019-10-24 08:09:38 | 70.97 | 96% |
2285 | 2019-10-12 09:47:42 | 57.02 | 94% |