When I was ten years old, I wrote a letter to my future self and buried it in my backyard. Seventeen years later, I remembered that I was supposed to remember to dig it up two years earlier. I looked forward to getting a nostalgic glimpse into my childhood - perhaps I would marvel at my own innocence or see the first glimmer of my current aspirations. As it turns out, it just made me feel real weird about myself.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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254 | 2025-05-21 21:50:17 | 115.32 | 96.6% |
234 | 2025-05-21 18:51:15 | 126.25 | 98% |