I'm taking over my body. Back in control, no more shotty. I bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted. I fought it a lot. And it seems a lot like flesh is all I got. Not anymore, flesh out the door. Swat. I must've forgot, you can't trust me. I'm open a moment and close when you show it. Before you know it, I'm lost at sea. And now that I write and think about it. And the story unfolds.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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5172 | 2019-12-23 02:47:35 | 70.05 | 96% |
5002 | 2019-11-27 20:45:36 | 70.95 | 95% |
4780 | 2019-11-12 18:40:36 | 78.06 | 98% |
4042 | 2019-09-12 10:36:13 | 72.38 | 98% |
3894 | 2019-09-04 07:17:14 | 76.50 | 98% |