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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5627 | 2019-07-13 01:49:45 | 77.74 | 95% |
| 3791 | 2019-05-15 09:39:13 | 70.63 | 95% |
| 3719 | 2019-05-11 03:59:39 | 70.14 | 94% |
| 2083 | 2019-03-25 16:24:54 | 74.40 | 97% |