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 |
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12489 | 2024-03-31 23:54:36 | 110.56 | 97.1% |
11862 | 2023-09-03 16:29:01 | 104.34 | 96.4% |