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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4074 | 2018-04-11 17:54:50 | 100.27 | 98% |
| 3282 | 2018-03-06 16:34:15 | 101.02 | 98% |
| 3123 | 2018-02-28 04:28:58 | 91.74 | 97% |
| 1721 | 2018-01-23 03:32:40 | 105.21 | 99% |