The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein, Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce, and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boom. You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 466 | 2018-04-01 09:04:51 | 74.21 | 95% |
| 434 | 2018-03-31 14:10:09 | 74.16 | 95% |