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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13718 | 2020-11-08 17:50:04 | 93.81 | 98% |
| 6947 | 2020-03-26 17:25:40 | 85.31 | 98% |
| 5031 | 2020-01-24 04:41:55 | 89.74 | 99% |
| 4180 | 2020-01-01 17:53:44 | 90.43 | 98% |