Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup. They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind, possessing and caressing me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18268 | 2021-08-22 06:56:18 | 98.07 | 97% |
| 17260 | 2021-08-09 10:57:00 | 92.92 | 96% |
| 16805 | 2021-08-06 01:51:03 | 93.64 | 98% |
| 16256 | 2021-07-30 01:32:19 | 91.14 | 95% |