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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 33546 | 2021-06-05 21:11:03 | 125.37 | 99% |
| 30372 | 2020-11-03 18:02:56 | 114.68 | 99% |
| 29592 | 2020-09-09 18:42:39 | 112.91 | 99% |
| 29554 | 2020-08-28 16:08:56 | 117.77 | 99% |
| 28897 | 2020-06-15 16:52:39 | 113.25 | 99% |
| 3256 | 2018-03-27 19:54:07 | 92.92 | 97% |
| 1377 | 2018-01-17 13:35:36 | 98.63 | 98% |
| 1334 | 2018-01-15 20:58:50 | 94.28 | 98% |