Item: A guy that looks suspiciously like Elvis lives on my paper route. Item: Bigfoot eats out of my trash. Item: A bizarre housewife cult in town has been sealing up their kids in giant rubber kitchenware so they don't age. And now, just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I discovered that in Eerie, even man's best friend is up to no good. When I try to tell this to my family, they just think I'm weird. Better weird than dead.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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326484 | 2024-01-18 18:18:12 | 134.96 | 98% |
326483 | 2024-01-18 18:11:27 | 115.28 | 96.8% |