Well, we're doing mighty fine, I do suppose, in our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes. But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back, up front, there ought to be a man in black. I wear it for the sick and lonely old, for the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold. I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been. Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1404 | 2025-01-08 18:46:48 | 59.81 | 94.9% |
| 1242 | 2024-05-31 22:19:48 | 53.65 | 94.1% |
| 717 | 2024-03-13 07:44:42 | 49.31 | 95.6% |