I don't know why I'm here. I mean, I do, I'm nervous, I guess. Anxious. I don't sleep that well. And my hands. They're fine now, it's like when you have a problem with your car and you go to a mechanic and it's not doing it anymore. Not that you're a mechanic. I guess a lot of people must come here worried about the bomb. Is that true? It's a common nightmare, people say. I read it in a magazine. My mother always told me that it wasn't polite to talk about yourself. She passed away recently. I guess I already said that.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 109973 | 2019-09-29 05:42:14 | 160.28 | 99% |
| 103748 | 2019-05-24 20:40:27 | 165.38 | 98% |
| 96367 | 2019-03-14 05:49:52 | 139.87 | 97% |
| 96273 | 2019-03-13 01:38:19 | 143.04 | 97% |
| 94867 | 2019-03-05 18:33:43 | 139.28 | 97% |
| 92824 | 2019-02-16 01:06:30 | 175.81 | 99% |