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 |
---|---|---|---|
1943 | 2025-07-18 10:20:27 | 52.64 | 98% |
1732 | 2025-07-12 02:41:18 | 56.06 | 98% |
1642 | 2025-07-09 05:51:49 | 57.02 | 98% |
1499 | 2025-07-02 05:09:04 | 44.02 | 94% |
1394 | 2025-06-28 11:45:06 | 56.03 | 98% |
1100 | 2025-06-18 05:34:36 | 50.17 | 98% |
1038 | 2025-06-15 10:12:46 | 49.54 | 96% |
949 | 2025-06-11 08:38:23 | 51.98 | 98% |
730 | 2025-06-04 07:29:31 | 46.47 | 96% |