The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein, Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce, and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boom. You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 66346 | 2018-02-24 19:13:19 | 145.35 | 98% |
| 53552 | 2017-08-07 13:26:23 | 128.42 | 98% |