The withered leaves collect at my feet and the wind begins to moan. Memory, all alone in the moonlight. I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30946 | 2021-12-03 01:29:52 | 184.98 | 99% |
| 30838 | 2021-11-04 21:22:11 | 178.16 | 98% |
| 29241 | 2021-05-01 19:25:12 | 173.15 | 98% |
| 27964 | 2021-03-26 11:40:33 | 143.05 | 98% |
| 27761 | 2021-03-22 09:56:52 | 201.56 | 100% |
| 24238 | 2020-08-10 22:55:48 | 179.51 | 98% |
| 19610 | 2019-08-09 20:45:23 | 197.83 | 100% |
| 8068 | 2018-08-31 21:32:16 | 154.08 | 97% |
| 4178 | 2018-05-31 21:16:20 | 160.16 | 99% |
| 1217 | 2018-02-22 00:19:16 | 152.08 | 98% |