Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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48735 | 2022-02-15 03:56:28 | 127.54 | 96% |
46395 | 2022-01-31 09:34:27 | 173.08 | 100% |
45990 | 2022-01-19 11:10:38 | 142.68 | 99% |
45593 | 2022-01-14 07:29:35 | 149.30 | 99% |
42482 | 2021-02-16 10:20:30 | 168.44 | 99.5% |