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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20199 | 2024-04-15 05:51:38 | 104.16 | 97.2% |
| 18812 | 2023-11-11 07:16:06 | 110.32 | 98.2% |
| 16801 | 2023-04-24 17:19:19 | 92.72 | 97% |
| 15296 | 2022-12-04 14:34:18 | 108.81 | 98% |
| 15057 | 2022-10-29 08:59:25 | 111.27 | 99% |
| 12585 | 2021-12-11 08:33:03 | 89.40 | 96% |
| 12069 | 2021-11-27 12:01:00 | 84.65 | 96% |
| 8097 | 2021-05-01 08:02:02 | 85.59 | 96% |
| 6003 | 2020-11-27 06:59:09 | 80.53 | 97% |