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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 277 | 2024-06-22 00:35:30 | 57.33 | 96.3% |
| 221 | 2024-06-19 00:24:33 | 57.40 | 96.7% |
| 218 | 2024-06-18 14:42:56 | 55.27 | 96% |