I don't know why I'm here. I mean, I do, I'm nervous, I guess. Anxious. I don't sleep that well. And my hands. They're fine now, it's like when you have a problem with your car and you go to a mechanic and it's not doing it anymore. Not that you're a mechanic. I guess a lot of people must come here worried about the bomb. Is that true? It's a common nightmare, people say. I read it in a magazine. My mother always told me that it wasn't polite to talk about yourself. She passed away recently. I guess I already said that.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31622 | 2020-10-11 09:24:01 | 120.78 | 99% |
| 29484 | 2020-07-13 04:28:48 | 121.54 | 99% |
| 17292 | 2019-09-21 13:55:42 | 99.60 | 97% |
| 14005 | 2019-07-03 15:31:46 | 113.56 | 98% |