Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it - the one you've never heard of but always pass through. There are no neon lights here, no skyscrapers or statues. But there is thunder. For I make bridges tremble. I am not street meat, I am homemade jam - thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2190 | 2020-12-09 22:57:12 | 135.19 | 98% |
| 383 | 2020-06-17 02:33:35 | 101.80 | 97% |