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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14344 | 2018-08-21 19:03:48 | 104.42 | 98% |
| 10725 | 2018-02-21 23:54:16 | 91.33 | 98% |