I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5018 | 2020-03-03 18:49:20 | 136.76 | 99% |
| 4310 | 2019-08-15 20:27:55 | 110.34 | 97% |
| 3516 | 2019-06-15 12:54:05 | 119.92 | 98% |
| 1540 | 2019-02-06 16:56:00 | 112.56 | 97% |