Every single night I endure the fight of little wings of white-flamed butterflies in my brain. These ideas of mine percolate the mind, trickle down the spine, swarm the bell, swellin' to a blaze. That's when the pain comes in like a second skeleton trying to fit beneath the skin. I can't fit the feelings in. Every single night is a fight with my brain.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 48417 | 2022-10-26 08:55:36 | 163.18 | 98% |
| 47411 | 2018-02-11 20:12:11 | 159.90 | 99% |
| 43807 | 2018-01-18 21:46:35 | 148.97 | 98% |
| 40980 | 2018-01-04 01:40:47 | 147.22 | 99% |
| 32955 | 2017-10-30 01:20:05 | 132.09 | 96% |
| 30645 | 2017-10-18 22:33:14 | 120.89 | 97% |
| 30209 | 2017-10-17 00:58:30 | 154.79 | 99% |
| 28102 | 2017-10-11 21:03:34 | 128.98 | 98% |
| 25344 | 2017-09-30 13:59:22 | 133.35 | 99% |