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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12143 | 2022-10-11 19:33:09 | 115.38 | 97% |
| 8457 | 2020-04-19 05:48:38 | 93.78 | 96% |
| 7234 | 2018-12-14 02:03:03 | 95.98 | 97% |
| 2854 | 2017-11-02 19:24:10 | 80.45 | 94% |
| 2482 | 2017-10-24 19:46:41 | 80.79 | 95% |
| 1822 | 2017-10-13 09:06:29 | 95.90 | 97% |
| 1693 | 2017-10-11 03:26:09 | 93.94 | 97% |