I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
1379 | 2024-08-15 16:15:13 | 50.83 | 94.4% |
1106 | 2024-05-06 15:57:07 | 53.52 | 95.8% |
1062 | 2024-05-05 06:31:08 | 46.01 | 95.3% |
990 | 2024-04-30 14:30:56 | 51.29 | 94.5% |
987 | 2024-04-30 14:26:32 | 63.55 | 97.5% |
972 | 2024-04-29 15:46:47 | 53.45 | 95% |
882 | 2024-04-19 07:02:55 | 47.45 | 93.8% |
822 | 2024-04-10 10:47:18 | 50.44 | 94.8% |
552 | 2024-03-27 10:32:37 | 46.88 | 95% |
408 | 2024-03-20 11:27:29 | 49.19 | 94.6% |
261 | 2024-03-04 13:43:22 | 42.39 | 94.4% |
244 | 2024-03-03 12:59:59 | 45.53 | 95.7% |
222 | 2024-03-02 17:42:04 | 43.58 | 95.5% |