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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13880 | 2023-01-31 16:48:22 | 100.08 | 97% |
| 13446 | 2022-11-24 13:47:05 | 111.43 | 98% |
| 13316 | 2022-10-27 13:13:54 | 112.83 | 99% |
| 11382 | 2021-07-04 09:51:14 | 95.12 | 96% |
| 10449 | 2021-01-15 16:54:46 | 96.34 | 97% |