Somewhere in the forest where the waters meet lie the days before us. Spinning on repeat; there's darkness through the doorways. Silence in the streets, there's something in the stillness; a distant memory.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2790 | 2020-01-16 20:55:56 | 63.54 | 96% |
2655 | 2020-01-04 23:46:10 | 72.71 | 98% |