I'm in a crisis. I need help. Come on, mood, shift back to good again. Come on, be a friend. Nina Twin is trying to help, and I really hope that she succeeds. Though I picked the thorny path myself, I'm afraid of where it leads. Chemicals, don't strangle my pen. Chemicals, don't make me sick again. I'm always so dubious of your intent, like I can't afford to replace what you've spent. Come on, chemicals. Nina Twin is trying to help, and I really hope she gets me straight, because my own inner cosmology has become too dense to navigate.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42552 | 2020-11-02 09:43:55 | 101.79 | 99% |
| 41951 | 2020-10-27 09:47:36 | 97.91 | 98% |
| 39692 | 2020-09-30 06:01:00 | 76.49 | 98% |
| 38440 | 2020-09-07 05:45:25 | 95.98 | 99% |
| 38305 | 2020-09-05 08:52:06 | 73.89 | 98% |
| 34322 | 2020-06-02 11:11:26 | 77.32 | 98% |