"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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19355 | 2020-11-04 00:57:46 | 86.35 | 97% |
| 13126 | 2020-06-21 01:01:19 | 77.67 | 97% |
| 10765 | 2020-03-20 18:44:31 | 84.36 | 98% |
| 9304 | 2020-02-24 11:31:29 | 73.17 | 97% |
| 7768 | 2020-02-06 17:33:05 | 79.13 | 98% |
| 3036 | 2019-11-28 18:24:33 | 75.52 | 98% |
| 2835 | 2019-11-23 22:10:30 | 73.43 | 97% |