It's four in the morning, the end of December. I'm writing you now just to see if you're better. New York is cold, but I like where I'm living. There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert. You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair. She said that you gave it to her that night that you planned to go clear. Did you ever go clear?
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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8708 | 2021-05-17 23:01:53 | 122.36 | 98% |
6385 | 2020-11-05 07:25:54 | 117.71 | 98% |
2661 | 2020-04-13 14:24:46 | 125.92 | 99% |