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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 22727 | 2019-12-05 11:04:50 | 123.96 | 99% |
| 20878 | 2019-11-01 09:03:11 | 122.74 | 98% |
| 17794 | 2019-09-20 02:27:43 | 96.89 | 97% |
| 16554 | 2019-09-09 04:16:57 | 103.67 | 98% |
| 13962 | 2019-08-29 07:55:06 | 99.00 | 98% |
| 12378 | 2018-12-14 04:55:47 | 105.65 | 97% |
| 10240 | 2018-11-21 08:33:50 | 89.06 | 97% |
| 10058 | 2018-08-29 04:52:40 | 95.93 | 96% |
| 8490 | 2018-03-22 04:49:08 | 67.22 | 94% |
| 6780 | 2018-03-02 03:27:16 | 76.56 | 96% |
| 1169 | 2018-01-13 01:16:44 | 41.46 | 94% |