I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4700 | 2020-03-03 18:49:21 | 132.57 | 98% |
| 4032 | 2019-05-24 22:48:06 | 146.82 | 99% |
| 3857 | 2019-03-23 20:14:36 | 145.93 | 99% |