It's four in the morning, the end of December. I'm writing you now just to see if you're better. New York is cold, but I like where I'm living. There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening. I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert. You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record. Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair. She said that you gave it to her that night that you planned to go clear. Did you ever go clear?
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7577 | 2020-05-24 22:28:42 | 102.45 | 98% |
| 6570 | 2020-04-29 18:19:01 | 90.40 | 98% |
| 4664 | 2020-04-07 19:19:12 | 89.39 | 97% |