"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3803 | 2020-02-11 10:15:16 | 92.01 | 98% |
| 3339 | 2020-02-02 04:51:37 | 81.74 | 95% |