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 |
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4522 | 2020-03-07 15:15:56 | 84.50 | 97% |
1732 | 2019-05-26 00:39:13 | 93.80 | 99% |