Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You cleaned up, found Jesus. Things are good, or so I hear. This bottle of Stephen's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 51409 | 2020-11-09 14:54:24 | 131.54 | 99% |
| 41505 | 2019-07-19 07:07:26 | 110.32 | 96% |
| 39782 | 2019-07-14 09:13:14 | 117.70 | 98% |
| 30887 | 2018-10-19 04:35:21 | 104.50 | 97% |
| 29388 | 2018-06-15 09:23:09 | 117.84 | 98% |
| 26405 | 2018-03-17 08:40:35 | 90.15 | 96% |