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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3615 | 2020-03-27 00:33:00 | 95.15 | 98% |
| 3340 | 2020-03-24 21:58:48 | 89.10 | 97% |
| 2262 | 2020-03-13 22:02:28 | 85.98 | 97% |