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 |
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43243 | 2019-11-12 02:15:00 | 140.34 | 98% |
36069 | 2018-10-22 22:40:54 | 148.89 | 98% |
35850 | 2018-10-19 20:19:23 | 144.71 | 98% |
33701 | 2018-07-07 17:38:40 | 136.01 | 98% |
31488 | 2018-02-27 22:03:33 | 144.34 | 98% |