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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16301 | 2021-07-30 12:20:49 | 90.43 | 96% |
| 14903 | 2021-07-09 05:49:45 | 82.87 | 95% |
| 10683 | 2021-04-05 07:37:59 | 90.45 | 96% |
| 10432 | 2021-04-01 16:19:34 | 80.77 | 95% |
| 7958 | 2021-03-01 02:44:55 | 92.67 | 95% |
| 6854 | 2021-02-05 04:30:18 | 80.85 | 94.9% |
| 6178 | 2021-01-27 15:18:57 | 90.57 | 97% |
| 3439 | 2020-12-30 10:37:03 | 80.14 | 95% |
| 2742 | 2020-12-15 03:55:41 | 79.85 | 96% |
| 1755 | 2020-11-19 06:54:52 | 79.35 | 97% |