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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14229 | 2020-06-26 02:33:18 | 77.27 | 98% |
| 13636 | 2020-01-31 05:49:39 | 78.58 | 96% |
| 12986 | 2019-07-25 03:30:11 | 86.40 | 98% |
| 11755 | 2019-06-24 01:39:19 | 88.44 | 97% |
| 10476 | 2019-01-09 04:38:39 | 71.27 | 95% |
| 5795 | 2018-06-15 06:35:36 | 96.02 | 100% |
| 5015 | 2018-05-30 05:43:19 | 78.80 | 98% |