I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1546 | 2017-06-27 00:18:02 | 104.94 | 100% |
| 594 | 2017-05-11 22:29:17 | 92.64 | 97% |