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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2536 | 2019-12-12 16:00:42 | 44.40 | 95% |
| 1526 | 2019-11-03 03:22:32 | 42.17 | 98% |