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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 53554 | 2020-09-12 04:10:54 | 103.99 | 99% |
| 49215 | 2020-03-22 05:20:20 | 105.18 | 99% |
| 48787 | 2020-03-04 05:43:50 | 91.10 | 98% |
| 46984 | 2019-12-29 06:21:46 | 106.55 | 99% |
| 43927 | 2019-09-13 04:29:37 | 97.00 | 98% |