Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains, within the sound of silence.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 627 | 2021-01-08 08:12:36 | 90.24 | 98% |
| 597 | 2021-01-07 11:12:45 | 92.46 | 98% |