I stopped in the middle of that building and I saw - the sky. I saw the things that I love in this world. The work and the food and the time to sit and smoke. And I looked at the pen and I thought to myself, what the hell am I grabbing this for? Why am I trying to become what I don't want to be? What am I doing in an office, making a contemptuous, begging fool of myself, when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6106 | 2018-11-12 19:13:53 | 112.38 | 100% |
| 5546 | 2018-10-17 05:20:57 | 114.96 | 100% |
| 2729 | 2018-04-22 17:41:15 | 112.62 | 100% |
| 1149 | 2018-02-22 18:17:10 | 93.75 | 98% |