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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 331 | 2021-06-10 20:30:24 | 111.11 | 97% |
| 150 | 2021-06-04 06:08:55 | 91.74 | 95% |