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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 59571 | 2020-07-26 09:32:17 | 132.56 | 99% |
| 59442 | 2020-07-11 18:10:24 | 137.22 | 98% |
| 58783 | 2019-11-26 16:27:14 | 109.52 | 98% |
| 54265 | 2018-07-24 11:07:06 | 105.55 | 95% |
| 53576 | 2018-07-14 10:54:07 | 126.49 | 99% |
| 51083 | 2018-05-28 16:56:27 | 109.16 | 97% |