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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 289696 | 2019-03-17 21:41:44 | 150.74 | 98% |
| 284917 | 2019-03-04 05:50:11 | 168.91 | 97% |
| 284916 | 2019-03-04 05:49:27 | 176.53 | 98% |
| 276596 | 2018-12-30 21:13:12 | 166.00 | 99% |