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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18353 | 2019-04-26 15:56:47 | 119.06 | 98% |
| 15820 | 2018-10-25 12:10:58 | 120.90 | 98% |