I can tell you the license plate numbers of all six cars outside. I can tell you that our waitress is left-handed and the guy sitting up at the counter weighs two hundred and fifteen pounds and knows how to handle himself. I know the best place to look for a gun is the cab of the gray truck outside, and at this altitude, I can run flat out for a half mile before my hands start shaking. Now why would I know that? How can I know that and not know who I am?
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1548 | 2019-07-11 16:55:37 | 157.93 | 100% |
1407 | 2019-07-08 19:30:14 | 151.21 | 99% |