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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5683 | 2019-04-20 23:20:03 | 85.37 | 96% |
| 2799 | 2018-09-18 15:54:17 | 84.04 | 97% |
| 2549 | 2018-09-17 15:42:12 | 81.86 | 95% |