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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 38312 | 2023-06-15 22:13:30 | 103.23 | 98.7% |
| 37209 | 2022-03-14 19:56:07 | 107.50 | 98% |
| 31362 | 2020-11-18 15:17:51 | 94.85 | 99% |
| 28985 | 2019-11-22 21:34:50 | 109.31 | 98% |
| 28737 | 2019-11-11 22:16:10 | 105.39 | 98% |
| 20876 | 2018-06-12 14:55:10 | 81.71 | 95% |
| 20027 | 2018-05-17 18:10:30 | 95.77 | 97% |