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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21267 | 2022-09-05 11:56:34 | 72.42 | 96% |
| 21168 | 2022-08-31 12:16:45 | 64.16 | 97% |
| 20349 | 2022-06-25 23:58:41 | 83.11 | 97% |
| 18904 | 2022-04-27 00:12:32 | 96.06 | 99% |
| 14535 | 2021-09-05 10:27:10 | 71.96 | 97% |
| 13420 | 2021-07-31 14:54:48 | 74.93 | 96% |
| 9395 | 2021-04-26 17:02:18 | 66.80 | 97% |
| 9323 | 2021-04-26 03:14:30 | 71.46 | 97% |
| 2215 | 2021-03-16 19:02:20 | 53.38 | 96% |