Well, we're doing mighty fine, I do suppose, in our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes. But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back, up front, there ought to be a man in black. I wear it for the sick and lonely old, for the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold. I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been. Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1574 | 2025-04-25 13:53:32 | 59.60 | 97.8% |
| 1493 | 2024-01-06 13:21:39 | 58.62 | 98.1% |