I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4978 | 2020-11-02 17:50:58 | 87.16 | 97% |
| 1705 | 2018-10-15 16:21:42 | 80.97 | 98% |
| 590 | 2018-04-26 18:47:45 | 55.39 | 94% |