I was stealing saltshakers again. Ten, sometimes twelve a night, shoving them in my pockets, hiding them up my sleeves, smuggling them out of bars and diners and anywhere else I could find them. In the morning, wherever I woke up, I was always covered in salt. I was cured meat. I had become beef jerky. Even as a small, small child, I knew it would one day come to this.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
36336 | 2025-03-23 14:58:09 | 110.58 | 98.8% |
35715 | 2025-03-01 04:16:28 | 112.32 | 98.5% |
34173 | 2023-10-19 16:01:15 | 125.02 | 98.7% |
33582 | 2023-04-28 08:04:40 | 118.02 | 99% |
32002 | 2022-07-27 15:51:14 | 121.94 | 99% |
30754 | 2022-06-19 03:51:47 | 123.03 | 98% |
24107 | 2021-11-07 07:38:02 | 122.74 | 99% |
22822 | 2021-09-23 12:49:31 | 124.85 | 98% |
21634 | 2021-09-01 12:11:02 | 105.91 | 97% |
16791 | 2021-04-22 07:44:51 | 112.44 | 98% |
16488 | 2021-04-16 11:53:18 | 116.49 | 98% |
15080 | 2021-03-10 15:33:14 | 93.54 | 96% |
14810 | 2021-02-23 14:52:20 | 96.69 | 95.9% |
14175 | 2021-02-04 06:33:30 | 105.01 | 98% |
14022 | 2021-01-28 14:17:26 | 107.59 | 98.5% |
11157 | 2020-08-25 12:51:07 | 78.41 | 96% |
4919 | 2019-12-30 15:58:23 | 93.59 | 97% |
1354 | 2019-08-19 11:46:33 | 78.00 | 95% |