My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion, a scene badly written in which I must play. Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me the morning is just a few hours away.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 680 | 2017-10-31 22:43:41 | 62.42 | 99% |
| 483 | 2017-10-26 16:24:44 | 62.77 | 97% |