My love is as a fever, longing still for that which longer nurseth the disease, feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, the uncertain sickly appetite to please.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 69717 | 2022-03-13 11:39:23 | 146.04 | 100% |
| 3528 | 2019-12-21 14:30:37 | 86.24 | 95% |