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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 262 | 2024-09-16 10:45:39 | 57.63 | 94.5% |
| 228 | 2024-09-15 15:09:03 | 58.13 | 97% |