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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10385 | 2019-05-16 04:16:36 | 97.06 | 96% |
| 7596 | 2018-12-07 20:52:14 | 79.27 | 95% |
| 7072 | 2018-11-26 00:54:30 | 71.01 | 94% |
| 7064 | 2018-11-26 00:47:35 | 89.60 | 96% |
| 5277 | 2018-09-02 01:37:15 | 84.92 | 96% |