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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4241 | 2019-06-28 17:04:14 | 126.57 | 98% |
| 4015 | 2019-06-19 17:32:43 | 123.39 | 98% |
| 3355 | 2019-05-29 13:55:44 | 112.33 | 97% |
| 2898 | 2019-05-16 16:35:17 | 120.13 | 97% |