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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20417 | 2024-04-01 14:16:25 | 117.02 | 97.7% |
| 19771 | 2023-10-23 14:13:38 | 107.76 | 97.3% |
| 19488 | 2023-08-20 04:21:33 | 109.26 | 97.3% |
| 14607 | 2021-01-18 06:43:35 | 118.91 | 98% |
| 11387 | 2020-07-18 00:34:22 | 89.31 | 97% |
| 4992 | 2019-12-10 07:15:23 | 88.94 | 96% |