I've been thinking lots about my life and how quick I'd wash it down the drain. Past tense, the future, nothing matters now. I act on my own and I'm to blame. Living's a wicked dream, where things turn out all wrong. We're all so weak, no matter how strong.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
5399 | 2025-05-25 19:24:37 | 96.12 | 97% |
4918 | 2025-05-03 19:14:35 | 100.74 | 98% |
4334 | 2025-04-03 17:09:56 | 104.03 | 98.5% |
3236 | 2024-10-05 18:44:25 | 76.40 | 96.1% |
3175 | 2024-10-03 18:25:39 | 95.98 | 97.2% |
2119 | 2024-09-02 19:22:51 | 61.65 | 94.5% |
1821 | 2024-08-24 17:04:08 | 83.58 | 96.7% |
1341 | 2024-08-10 17:49:02 | 78.60 | 95.7% |
1267 | 2024-08-05 16:41:14 | 73.78 | 98.2% |
1066 | 2024-07-01 16:12:51 | 65.58 | 96.1% |