Fireflies, a million little pieces, feeds the dying light, and brings me back to life. In your eyes, I see something to believe in, your hands are like a flame, your palms' the sweetest pain.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1999 | 2021-07-29 17:58:05 | 58.12 | 95% |
1987 | 2021-07-29 11:04:09 | 47.85 | 92% |