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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 462 | 2020-04-06 11:53:55 | 52.03 | 98% |
| 249 | 2019-02-17 02:49:37 | 53.49 | 97% |