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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1787 | 2024-07-31 10:39:53 | 138.20 | 97.9% |
| 336 | 2024-06-09 01:38:31 | 121.74 | 97.1% |