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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10022 | 2021-05-31 15:51:40 | 90.87 | 98% |
| 9340 | 2021-04-16 15:02:05 | 87.15 | 98% |
| 8730 | 2021-03-07 16:55:29 | 84.51 | 97% |
| 8533 | 2021-02-28 17:12:45 | 79.68 | 97.6% |
| 7955 | 2021-02-02 16:23:40 | 82.37 | 97.5% |
| 4332 | 2020-09-11 10:02:08 | 72.77 | 96% |
| 661 | 2019-12-07 09:16:02 | 67.94 | 97% |