My love is as a fever, longing still for that which longer nurseth the disease, feeding on that which doth preserve the ill, the uncertain sickly appetite to please.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3301 | 2020-11-23 13:55:27 | 62.18 | 96% |
| 2375 | 2020-10-27 02:48:41 | 59.58 | 95% |
| 2316 | 2020-10-26 06:55:32 | 54.17 | 96% |