My love is as a fever, longing still for that which longer nurseth the disease, feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, the uncertain sickly appetite to please.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 396 | 2019-04-24 06:40:36 | 45.55 | 95% |
| 393 | 2019-04-24 06:36:28 | 44.37 | 96% |
| 123 | 2019-04-06 14:12:54 | 37.23 | 97% |