"Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment. "No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24071 | 2020-08-02 11:35:37 | 81.82 | 97% |
| 22964 | 2020-03-03 22:26:07 | 82.64 | 97% |