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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13550 | 2019-08-24 06:36:27 | 90.53 | 98% |
| 10116 | 2019-04-01 16:41:59 | 85.19 | 97% |
| 9858 | 2019-03-22 09:33:09 | 81.12 | 96% |
| 9528 | 2019-03-19 03:37:33 | 81.97 | 98% |
| 8290 | 2019-02-13 07:15:58 | 74.01 | 96% |