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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 748 | 2019-06-18 06:38:15 | 59.12 | 95% |
| 580 | 2019-05-26 13:01:45 | 72.46 | 98% |