I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 63060 | 2020-10-25 11:26:39 | 129.03 | 98% |
| 61864 | 2020-10-12 03:21:36 | 137.33 | 99% |
| 46706 | 2019-03-10 20:09:31 | 115.24 | 97% |
| 41461 | 2018-10-27 00:24:20 | 129.09 | 98% |
| 39350 | 2018-05-17 02:01:01 | 131.16 | 99% |