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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19322 | 2020-09-11 21:41:30 | 60.71 | 95% |
| 18564 | 2020-08-03 21:29:37 | 88.21 | 95% |
| 15516 | 2020-05-22 18:53:22 | 70.18 | 93% |
| 7620 | 2019-05-29 20:01:55 | 68.09 | 93% |
| 4974 | 2019-03-28 19:24:06 | 70.99 | 95% |
| 2857 | 2019-01-31 16:51:03 | 74.65 | 95% |
| 1497 | 2018-12-16 14:25:59 | 66.50 | 95% |