My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3552 | 2019-11-19 21:38:25 | 90.39 | 98% |
| 1850 | 2019-10-28 17:29:59 | 88.32 | 99% |