I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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10956 | 2019-04-24 18:28:43 | 124.22 | 98% |
8610 | 2019-02-09 21:01:22 | 124.33 | 98% |
6365 | 2018-12-29 08:54:00 | 113.10 | 98% |