It's four in the morning, the end of December. I'm writing you now just to see if you're better. New York is cold, but I like where I'm living. There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert. You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair. She said that you gave it to her that night that you planned to go clear. Did you ever go clear?
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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17311 | 2020-08-07 01:57:49 | 157.91 | 98% |
14045 | 2019-09-16 01:51:19 | 155.47 | 98% |