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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3659 | 2024-08-11 03:02:41 | 66.24 | 94.2% |
| 3560 | 2024-07-29 12:08:44 | 77.99 | 94.7% |
| 2282 | 2024-06-16 14:55:57 | 81.36 | 95.1% |