Did you think I was a city big enough for a weekend getaway? I am the town surrounding it - the one you've never heard of but always pass through. There are no neon lights here, no skyscrapers or statues. But there is thunder. For I make bridges tremble. I am not street meat, I am homemade jam - thick enough to cut the sweetest thing your lips will touch.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2339 | 2019-02-03 09:36:07 | 84.70 | 97% |
| 1516 | 2019-01-18 15:51:06 | 94.97 | 98% |