Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it - the one you've never heard of but always pass through. There are no neon lights here, no skyscrapers or statues. But there is thunder. For I make bridges tremble. I am not street meat, I am homemade jam - thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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16468 | 2020-08-27 02:00:40 | 104.89 | 98% |
10153 | 2020-06-23 23:01:42 | 82.92 | 96% |