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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1163 | 2024-03-02 09:24:19 | 76.10 | 96.5% |
| 848 | 2024-02-26 20:09:34 | 68.70 | 97.3% |
| 788 | 2024-02-25 21:26:09 | 79.67 | 97.1% |