I was a son. A brother, like you, a younger brother, and I had an older brother who I loved. Idolized, in fact. And one day I went to him and I begged him to stand with me, and Michael... Michael turned on me. Called me a freak. A monster. And then he beat me down. All because I was different. Because I had a mind of my own.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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14023 | 2020-07-08 15:05:41 | 75.39 | 96% |
1938 | 2019-08-19 11:25:05 | 73.75 | 95% |
603 | 2019-07-21 15:57:59 | 69.78 | 95% |