I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening. Turns the legs to jelly. I ask you, to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now, it's here. Or should I say, I am.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1965 | 2019-11-03 12:40:12 | 57.87 | 99% |