The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31285 | 2021-10-06 06:26:46 | 122.69 | 99% |
| 31195 | 2021-10-04 16:10:31 | 98.89 | 98% |
| 30027 | 2021-09-16 17:25:15 | 114.56 | 99% |
| 29440 | 2021-09-11 06:49:43 | 103.86 | 98% |
| 29383 | 2021-09-11 02:03:26 | 108.30 | 99% |
| 28724 | 2021-09-08 08:52:07 | 87.02 | 97% |
| 26497 | 2021-08-19 21:06:26 | 101.14 | 98% |
| 25171 | 2021-07-31 16:39:10 | 109.51 | 98% |
| 23981 | 2020-12-10 04:44:09 | 101.16 | 98% |
| 22431 | 2019-02-13 05:59:59 | 101.15 | 98% |
| 22390 | 2019-02-11 09:42:21 | 92.02 | 97% |
| 20358 | 2018-12-21 06:33:50 | 99.36 | 98% |
| 16761 | 2018-09-19 08:41:01 | 80.03 | 96% |