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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 749 | 2020-11-01 14:19:12 | 62.42 | 95% |
| 325 | 2020-10-09 11:12:56 | 58.68 | 95% |
| 26 | 2020-09-28 11:09:43 | 53.58 | 95% |