Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You cleaned up, found Jesus. Things are good, or so I hear. This bottle of Stephen's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7734 | 2020-01-06 12:06:09 | 93.43 | 95% |
| 7720 | 2020-01-06 10:42:22 | 114.34 | 97% |
| 5848 | 2019-12-22 13:34:05 | 104.08 | 96% |
| 4552 | 2019-11-17 15:34:15 | 117.80 | 97% |
| 3439 | 2018-02-16 08:23:58 | 86.97 | 95% |
| 2308 | 2018-01-07 10:59:10 | 83.11 | 96% |